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Chapter 21 Scotty I hadn't heard from the little shit, more commonly known as Brandon, for almost a month now. The doc kept telling me to be patient he was just trying to settle into his new environment and he was fairly certain Brandon was jacking off three or four times a day. Part of me thought maybe I'd been too easy on him and I just should have just fucked him on the hike but I was pretty sure that was just my dick speaking. Luckily there were plenty of others out there who were more than eager and willing to take my toxic cum. Wednesday Matty called me and told me to be ready, he thought it was only a matter of time before Brandon was ours. He wouldn't tell me what happened, only that he didn't think it would be long now. So imagine my surprise, Saturday morning, when I saw Brandon waiting for me in the park wearing those old running shorts of his. My dick was instantly hard and I didn't even try to hide it. "Well this is a surprise," I said smirking at him. "I'd just about given up on you." "I'm so sorry Scotty, I have no excuse, I was just really scared about taking the next step." "And just what is the next step, Brandon?" I wasn't about to let him off easy. "I need you to fuck me," he paused for a second then added, "please." "And how exactly do you want me to fuck you?" "Scotty I need you to bred my ass, stick your raw cock deep inside me and give me your load." "And you know my cum is very special right?" "Yes! Your cum is a gift I need to graciously accept." "Not good enough." I started to turn and walk away. "Wait, Scotty please." "Last chance Brandon. What is it you need?" "Your poz cum," he barely whispered. I gave him a frustrated look and was about to leave when he said much louder, "I need your poz cum, please!" "Good boy, let's go." I turned and headed out of the park. "We're not going to run first?" "You've kept me waiting a month for your ass I'm not waiting a second longer." He nodded and followed me back to my apartment. When we got inside I instructed him to strip and pull my dick out. "Get it wet, that's all the lube you're getting. If you're good I may eat you out first." "Scotty, I'm so sorry I disappeared on you. It wasn't right but I was scared to admit to myself what I needed. You were very patient with me and I'm sorry I made you wait for my ass." "And just what is it you need so bad?" "I need to be knocked up. I need you to poz my ass and make me part of the family." With that he started to get me nice and wet. After a few minutes I pulled him off and told him to get on all fours. I took my first look at his beautiful hole. "Damn son, you have such a pretty, tight hole. I can't wait to change you forever." I dove in and started to eat him out. He went crazy and pushed back onto my tongue moaning like a bitch in heat. "You like my tongue inside your cunt?" I asked. "Yes, oh my god yes! That feels so fucking amazing, please don't stop." I soon added a finger loosening him up even more. "Damn Brandon, you're so tight. I'm trying to get you opened up but I'm not going to be able to wait much longer." "Don't care. Please fuck me now!" I pulled my fingers out of his ass and placed the head of my cock at his hole. "Last chance, once it's in I'm not pulling out until you have my poz babies deep inside you." "Oh my god Scotty, stop talking and poz my fucking neg cunt!" He yelled. "You got it. Time to make you into a slut like the rest of us." I rammed my dick in, not stopping until my balls were slapping up against his ass. He let out a scream as my cock invaded his cunt. "Just breathe through the pain. It'll start to feel good soon." I rubbed my hands over his tense muscular back. Soon I felt his muscles start to relax so I started to move in and out of his ass. He started to moan even louder. "Holy shit that feels amazing. Fuck me Scotty, fuck me harder please." I let loose and went to town on his cunt. I must have torn him a bit as I could see some red steaks on my cock as I plunged in and out. "Fuck yea Brandon, I've ripped you up good. My toxic seed now has a pathway to rewrite your DNA." "He started to repeat over and over, "poz my ass, poz my ass, poz my ass." "You got it boy, here it cums." My cock exploded with a huge load filling his cunt. I kept fucking after I finished to make sure to push as much cum as possible deeper inside him. I slowly pulled my cock from his hole, patted his ass and told him to turn over. "Get up and clean my dick off. A good bottom always makes sure to leave his top's cock clean." He flipped around and started licking me clean. "You like the taste of my cum mixed with your ass juices?" "YES! Oh my god I had know idea how good sex could be. I'm so sorry I made you wait. Part of me wished you would've been a little more forceful with me weeks ago." "Oh yeah, you like it rough do you?" "I loved it when you pounded my cunt. It hurt so good. So am I poz now?" "Well I tore you up pretty good so that'll give my toxic seed fertile ground to latch onto and grow. We'll keep breeding you and make sure you get lots and lots of poz cum. You'll be part of the family soon." "Can you fuck me again? I need your dick back inside me please." "You horny little slut! Suck me off and get me hard again." He greedly took my dick back in his mouth and started nursing, causing me to start growing. "That's it, keep sucking, make me hard so I can breed your faggot ass again." I was soon back inside his not so tight pussy pounding away. "Oh my god Scotty, it feels so good. Use my faggot ass. I think it's safe to say I'm not bi anymore. Please fuck me harder." "You got it slut," I said continuing the assault on his cunt. "You ready for your second dose of toxic cum?" "YES damn it! Knock me up!" I collapsed on top of him as my load started filling him up. I gave him a kiss and he attacked my mouth with his. He kept whispering, "thank you, thank you, this feels so right, thank you." We laid side by side for a while, him tracing my tattoos. "Scotty?" "Yes my little slut." "I need more." His hard dick was poking into my leg "I need to recharge. While you're waiting why don't you stick that hard cock of yours up my pussy and give me one of your last neg loads." I didn't have to tell him twice. He had me on my back with my legs in the air then slammed his dick in as hard as he could. Damn this boy was a natural. "That's it Brandon, fuck me hard, purge your body of that neg cum. Make room for all those toxic swimmers." It didn't take him long before he grunted and started cumming. "Fuck that was fun," he said rolling off me and snuggling into my side. "Is it okay that I liked having a hard cock inside me a little more than being inside someone else?" He was too damn cute! I chuckled, "absolutely, that's how I am. I love spreading my seed but there's nothing like having a raw cock buired deep inside me." "Good because I'm going to need you to fuck me again and soon." My next load took longer to materialize but I heard no complaints from Brandon, he just moaned and kept begging me to destroy his cunt. So of course I did what I could. With three loads stored safely deep inside his ass with a nice butt plug I laid down on the bed on my stomach. Brandon once again started to trace the tats on my back. "We're going to have to get you your own tats soon," I said. "I can't wait. I think they're so hot. I love this big biohaz you have on your back, the design around it is so cool." "Recognize any of those letters?" "Umm, not really should I?" "You see the p and the m?" "Yep." "Pete Manning." "Holy fuck, that's so hot. And the other letters?" "Matty, Chris and Chad. I don't think you've met Chad yet." "I can't believe my uncle and his entire staff knocked you up. I'm getting a whole new impression of my uncle. I thought he was such a straight arrow kinda guy." "Oh not your uncle," I laughed. "He's as twisted as they come. Who do you think was instrumental in bringing me into the family?" "Well I know he's poz so I guess nothing should surprise me anymore," he said laughing. "I don't suppose you're good for another load." He wagged his eyebrows at me. "Fuck kid, you'll definitely fit right in with our twisted family."

Chapter 22 Brandon I can't believe I was still horny with three loads of poz cum insided me, but dear god I was. I needed more and Scotty had a perfect plan for me to get some. I left his apartment and headed home to uncle Pete's. When I opened the door he was sitting on the couch reviewing some papers. "Hey Brandon how was your run?" "Didn't end up going." He looked at me confused. "What happened?" I walked over to the couch, kneeled down in front of him, opened his zipper and pulled out his hardening cock. I looked up at him with his dick in my hand, smiled and said, "uncle Pete, I wanted to tell you how much I appreciate you letting me stay with you and especially for introducing me to Scotty. I have three loads of his toxic cum deep in my pussy and desperately need more. He thought you might be willing to help me out. With that I dove down on his cock. He rapidly grew to full size. I got up, took my shirt off, turned around so my back was to him and lowered my shorts. As I leaned over I heard him gasp as he saw the butt plug. "You horny slut, prancing around the apartment in your tight running shorts. Making Scotty wait over a month to take your cherry. I'm going to fuck you so hard, add my toxic babies to Scotty's. You want that don't you slut?" "YES! Make me your fucking pozzed up cum whore. Please fuck me hard, slam your cock deep inside, show me no mercy." With that he yanked the plug out of my ass and shoved his dick in so hard it took my breath away. "Fuck me!" I screamed, and man did he ever. He literally fucked the cum right out of me. I was getting really good at cumming hands free. Scotty Later that day I received a call from the doc. "Damn Scotty you destroyed my nephew's cunt. His ass lips are so puffy but damn he's one horny slut." I started laughing, "yeah and I'm sure you didn't dive right in and help with his transformation. How many loads does he have now?" "Okay so I may have add a few but the slut's still horny." "Why'd you think I sent him home to you," I was really laughing now. "Well I have a thought. You know Jimmy, a friend of Josh's?" "Of course one of my patients." "Oh right I forget how many of us twisted motherfuckers have you as our doctor. Anyway, Josh is helping him throw a conversion party for some twink friend of theirs. He's trying to get me to go as their friend has a thing for older guys." "He won't mind if we crash?" "He asked me to invite every old poz guy I know so I think your safe. And you know Josh, all you have to say is neg hole and he'll be so far up Brandon's pussy he won't know what hit him." "Okay text me the info." The party was being held in the basement of a club. I guess Josh was friends with the owner and had even helped poz his ass. This was the owners way of giving back to the community by holding pozzing parties in his basement. I arrived around ten pm thinking I'd be fashionably late as Josh had said to get there around nine. Yep should've known better, there were only about four guys there but at least I knew most of them. "Hey Josh, I thought you said nine?" "Well turns out Jimmy told everyone to get here around ten which means they won't show until eleven." Just then doc and Brandon walked in. "Uncle Pete I thought you said there'd be lots of guys here." "Well that's what Scotty told me." "You must be the Brandon I've been hearing so much about," Josh said coming over to give him a hug. "Don't worry, there'll be plenty of guys here later. I'm sure you'll be very popular being fresh meat, oh wait you're not fucking yet right?" Brandon turned bright red. I put my arm around him and said, "actually, I think it's safe to say the only reason he's here tonight is he's hoping to collect a few more loads." "Seriously, that's great congratulations. Who popped your cherry?" "And I thought you were bad Scotty," Brandon said shyly. "Own it! I love being a slut and don't care who knows it." Josh was grinning like a fool. "Umm, it was Scotty this morning and uncle Pete this afternoon." "Good for you! You're neg right?" "Well I was this morning," he blushed again. "Oh then you're going to love this party and the guys are going to love you. This is a conversion party for our friend, so if he actually shows, you and he will be the only neg guys here." I looked at Brandon and he was adjusting his growing cock inside his shorts. A few more guys were arriving and one of them saw our group and headed for us. Damn, it was Jimmy, I almost didn't recognize him. He was covered in tattoos, had several peircings and appeared to be collared. A large daddy was right behind him. It looked like he'd definitely embraced his new life. "Hey Jimmy, Carlos," Josh greeted the newcomers. "I'm gonna kill him. He promised he would be here, that he was ready to get knocked up and now he just texted me and said he changed his mind. Half of the guys coming only agreed to when I told them it was a conversion party." Well it was nice to see somethings never changed, he was still a drama queen. I cleared my throat, "ahh sorry to interrupt but I think we can help you out. Our friend here just started taking poz loads this morning and he's still horny as fuck for more. I'm sure he'd be more than happy to be your neg bottom for the evening." I looked at Brandon, he was shaking his head yes and smiling from ear to ear. Jimmy's daddy was grinning too, "oh hell yeah boy! My friends are going love a hot little otter like you. How old are you son?" "Nineteen sir." "Fuck yeah, he's perfect Jimmy. No offence but he's a much better fit for this group of poz daddy's than your bratty friend. This is the second time he's done this now." "You're right daddy," he turned to Brandon, "congratulations, there's absolutely no way you're leaving here tonight still neg."

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It's 8am on Saturday. I reply "Hey there, yep. You coming to town?" I remember the last time we fucked. He kissed passionately, throat fucked me until my throat was raw, sat of my face while edging me, slowly stretched my hole around his fat dick, and then bred me so deep I felt his jets in stomach. I didn't even shower after the last time we fucked because his sweat on me and cum in me kept me turned on throughout the day. As my thoughts raced, he replied "Arrived yesterday. Let's hang. It's been too long." We stopped hanging when I started dating Ryan about a year ago. Ryan and I are monogamous and decided to go off prep because we feel so secure. As I thought about what I should say, Ryan shifted and it snapped me back to the present moment. I replied "Although hanging like old times would be fun, I am dating someone. I'm happy to show you around and or hang if you're cool with keeping it non-sexual?" "Congrats. Sure! How about coffee this morning?" As I rolled back over and wrapped back around Ryan and can tell he's waking up. "You interested in getting a coffee with one of my friends visiting from NYC?" "Nope. Go. I'm gonna to sleep in." I respond to Martin "Coffee it is. Let meet at the MCA coffee shop in 15 min." My heart races as I quickly clean up, throw sweats on and dash out the door. As I walk I keep thinking about how his spit, uncut dick, and precum tastes and feel the blood pumping to my dick. It dawns on me that I never tasted his cum, because it was always injected so deep in my ass.. I laugh to myself and am now fully hard and tuck my dick up. He's already there when I walk in. He looks nearly the same, very muscular, but maybe lost a little weight. He still has a bushy black beard, buzzed hair, and caramel skin. He's stands up to greet me, he's wearing black sweatpants and it looks like he's sporting a little wood also. We bear hug. He grabs and rubs my muscular back as he grinds his fat bulge against my throbbing tucked hard on. I rub his back as well. Through his shirt I feel his defined back muscles covered in fur. He chuckles as we embrace and grind for an awkwardly long time. It's clear we want to fuck. His first question "Have you and your BF had a third yet?" We both laugh. I reply "It honestly hasn't come up yet. We've been fucking like rabbits.. I am all top. But I would be game to double team him if he's into it." As we make small talk, I pat his thigh when commenting on how good he looks. He quickly grabs my wrist and holds my hand there. I don't protest. My heart thumps and my dick fills with blood as I rub up into his crotch. Right before I touch his dick, he grabs my hand and guides it behind the top of his sweatpants and down past the bottom of his balls to his hole, knowing I'll take my time on the way back up. He's fully hard also. I forgot how hairy and big his balls and dick are. He guides my hand to slowly rub up and down a bit. I grip his shaft as his strong hand around mine. He squeezes it up to the top of his slick dick head. I'm melting and light-headed from my heart pounding. He guides my hand to pinch off a pool of precum and raises it up to my mouth. So much precum. I lick it off. He shoves my fingers in my mouth and I taste his sweaty man funk along with the salty fluid. My dick is now throbbing. "Good boy.. Now let's find a good place for this load."

Part 8 - December 2016 Sam and Byron parted company both of them now 20 years old a milestone they celebrated to themselves in London, both earning respectable money now from their dancing. Byron had been persuaded to sing in a couple of musicals and was beginning to get noticed on the west end stage. Sam was taking classes at the London Ballet school and was himself becoming a renowned dancer both in ballet and modern contemporary. December this year would turn to be one of the months Byron wished he could forget about and brush over. Stefan stood on the platform as the train pulled up at the beginning of December, Byron had a month off and needed the rest. Stefan wrapped his arms around Byron hugging him tightly. Stefan was home alone as his parents were in New York, Louise had been asked to guest appear in the musical for a month that made her a star, the money being offered was to good to turn down. They would be returning on the 20th December in time for Christmas. Byron spent the first few days with his parents, Stefan had asked Byron to come and stay with him. He was cautious and said he would come over on the Friday and stay the weekend. Stefan was working part time with his grandfather who owned a travel company run as a family business where Stefan's father worked. It was the families way of getting Stefan interested to take over the reigns eventually. They spent the day catching up but Stefan was no fool and could read everything about Byron, well he had know him 12 years nearly. Stefan made Byron a cup of tea "Your a lot more confident Byron" Stefan said assessing Byron. "In what way?" he asked looking at him "have I changed that much?" he asked. "You seem to have let the curtain drop, are you having sex with Sam?" Stefan asked straight to the point. Byron looked down at his cup "I have something to tell you. I will understand if you want me to leave" he said. Stefan sat on the stool next to him "You have a boyfriend, is it Sam?" he asked. Byron shook his head "I had sex with an American dancer" he said in a sombre voice. Stefan looked at him "What's happened Byron?" he asked knowing him to well. "I got HIV from him" Byron said without looking at Stefan waiting for the reaction. Stefan looked ahead "Oh" was all he could say trying to take in the enormity of Byron's admission. "I'm sorry Stefan I will go if you want me to" Byron said breaking inside he stood up to leave. Stefan looked at him "Is that it, your just going to walk out?" he asked. Byron wanted Stefan to hug him and tell him it was alright "I'm sorry" he lowered his head and turned. "So you mean you won't sleep with me tonight?" Stefan asked standing up. Byron stopped and turned "I'm broken Stefan, not the same person anymore" a tear trickled down his face. Stefan shook his head "Oh no, your not getting out of this relationship so easily" he said. "Don't be silly Stefan" Byron said "this is serious". Stefan walked towards him "No Byron, your the one person I can trust and love". He continued "You don't and will never walk away from me" Stefan put his arms around Byron and hugged him. They stood in the kitchen embracing, Stefan allowed Byron to release all his emotions and cry on his shoulder. Eventually Byron stopped crying still held tightly and safely in Stefan's arms. "Your never going to let me go are you?" Byron eventually said calming down. Stefan rubbed Byron's back "Never, I can't give you what you need sexually but I can still love you". Byron shook his head "I don't know why you do" he said feeling Stefan's arms. Byron lifted his head "You have been working out, your muscles are bigger" he said smiling at Stefan. "I keep telling you I can't have you being sexier than me" Stefan laughed and kissed him on the head. It had started out a nice enough day but by the time he was heading home from his run it was overcast and drizzling very fine rain, the sort that doesn't look bad but gets you soaked through. The light was beginning to fade as he ran along the Malvern hills overlooking the town. Byron had refrained from sex being busy with work, he was though unquestionably sexy and frustrated. He sported a very fine dancers physique with strong muscles, they weren't bulging muscles but fitted him perfectly for his five foot ten physique. He was blessed on the looks side and was contemplating getting a tattoo or two as it seemed to be the in thing at that time and most of the male dancers were sporting them. His seven inch cock was thick and the foreskin rolled back neatly revealing a most enticing head that begged to be sucked. On the downside whenever he got aroused he would leak precum like it was going out of fashion. The old adage of young hung and full of cum really did apply to him. Listening to his favourite music on his phone as he ran gently he was getting close to the patch of trees where Stefan and he would normally stop for a few minutes. He got a faint waft of what smelt like weed being smoked somewhere, he couldn't get the direction where it was coming from. Instantly he knew it must be guys from the Flowers estate hiding out discreetly smoking drugs. The patch of trees grew larger and he could make out the figure of a person sat on the bench smoking as another waft of the smell hit his nostrils. The person hearing Byron approaching looked and continued looking, he tried not to make eye contact as he ran closer. He almost stopped dead in his tracks realising who it was, older but still the same face it was Darren although he had somewhere along the line got very handsome. He watched the runner and thought he recognised the face looming nearer. Fuck me he said and stood up cutting the runners path and making him stop. Byron took his headphones out of his ears "Excuse me" he said politely hoping Darren hadn't recognised him. "Well well well if it ain't the dancing poof" he said walking towards Byron. Byron was about to turn and run the other way but stopped "Leave it Darren" he said. Darren gave his menacing smirk "Nice phone, why don't you give to me like a good little girl" he laughed. "This ain't school Darren, so do yourself a favour and get a fucking life" Byron said standing up to him. Something in Byron flipped and the anger boiled beneath his skin, he couldn't go on living with Darren over his shoulder whenever they met. Suddenly all the years of teasing and abuse broke to the surface. Darren threw a punch catching Byron on the cheek, and stunning him. Byron rubbed his cheek and put his phone down on the bench as Darren laughed hard before realising that Byron was going to stand up to him. "What ya gonna do bitch, I'm going to fucking take you for getting my arm broken" Darren said scared and lunging forward. Byron pushed Darren away using his strength nearly knocking him over "No more Darren I warned you. This ends now!". Darren persisted and came forward again stoned off his head "Nah how about I show you what a real man does to queer boys". Darren rubbed his cock and no sooner had the words escaped his lips he jumped at Byron dragging him down and grabbing his arms holding them forcing his way on top of Byron 'Yeah, fuck you like the bitch you are' he said angrily. His arm appeared from nowhere securing it around Byron's neck hard, he coughed and gasped feeling the arm constricting tightly around his neck reducing his air intake. Byron's rage and years of hatred coursed through his body, he could feel Darren fumbling with his trousers, he really was going to try and fuck him he thought. The arm around his neck closed tighter and he could feel Darren's bicep extending out quickly and hard cutting his air flow off completely. Byron grabbed Darren's arm and pulled it away with ease away from his neck, twisting the arm Darren let out a cry, it was enough to allow Byron to push him off his body. The adrenaline in his body took over as he over powered Darren forcing him face down in the mud and landing on top of him with such force knocking the wind out of Darren. He yanked Darren's unzipped trousers and underwear down over his ass 'Your the one that's going to get fucked' he said pushing Darren's head down and rubbing it in the mud. Byron pulled his cock out hoping that Darren might relent but the verbal abuse continued. It was like an alien had taken over his body that was hell bent on getting revenge and putting an end to it once and for all. Byron looked down at the pathetic person, he didn't think twice and rammed his cock hard in to Darren's ass. The scream gurgling from his mouth being held down in the mud was drowned out. Holding Darren's head down and grabbing one arm to stop him trying to escape he began fucking him without mercy. The body under him tensed every time he thrusted down, he could hear the whimpering but he was going to finish the job. His balls tingling knowing he was about to cum and he pushed in hard and called him a cunt as he released his toxic seed into Darren, his body moving back and forward in the mud every time Byron pushed his hips harder against the ass to breed and hurt him. The anger still coursing through his body finding release through the end of his cock. He pulled his cock out fast and saw it streaked in Darren's blood. He pulled his leggings up and picked up his phone looking at the sorry state laying on the floor. Byron leant over him "Pathetic prat, you will remember this for the rest of your life' he said. His anger venting at the sorry state laying on the ground "Don't fucking mess with me any more" Byron shouted. He stood up straight looking down "It ends today Darren, your atonement for my years of misery" he said "now you can suffer". He put his headphones back in and jogged on for a mile as if nothing had happened, he began to run hard trying to get the anger out of his body, by the time he reached Stefan's house he was crying in a relieved way but also ashamed at the realisation of what he had done. Darren kneeled up and pulled his jeans and underwear up, he was caked in mud and stunned in his half stoned state. He was unsure what had just happened and he looked around. It was silent, not a person in sight, he felt cold and damp wiping the mud from his face with a clean part of his sleeve. His ass was burning. He stayed kneeling in the mud for a several minutes unable to move. Byron couldn't bring himself to go in, he crashed on the porch step sobbing hard. Stefan looked out of the window wondering where Byron had got to, it only took him an hour to do this run and it was well past that. Picking his phone up he dialled Byron's phone and heard it ringing outside the front door, he ran over and opened it seeing the bruise on Byron's face and covered in mud. Byron looked up 'I did something really bad' he cried, Stefan unwavering in his love for Byron picked him up and took him upstairs into the bathroom to get him cleaned up. "What happened Byron, can I not leave you alone for 5 minutes" Stefan said joking. Byron shook his head "Darren, he caught me on the hills, he was stoned" he said. "Tell me what happened?" Stefan said feeling hatred to Darren as he sponged Byron's body laying in the bath. Byron rested his head back "He was going to rape me Stefan" he said looking at him. Stefan nodded "I am guessing it might have been the other way round?" he replied with knowing look. "I don't know what came over me. I was like a monster and didn't care" Byron looked frightened as he spoke. He sniffed "I raped him hard and didn't care" Byron said wiping his eyes. Stefan ran his finger over the bruise on Byron's face "My battered and bruised baby" he said. Byron looked at Stefan "I came in his ass, I may have infected him" he said looking concerned. Stefan shrugged his shoulders "His fault" he said "maybe he will think twice now". "You don't think he will come after me again" Byron asked watching Stefan run the sponge over his body. "No" Stefan replied looking at Byron "Anyway I will break his legs if he touches you again". Byron knew that was not just words, he looked at Stefan "I am in so much debt with you" he smiled. Stefan laughed "Guess you have to sleep with me tonight then" he said grinning and leaning on the bath. "I don't get you sometimes, even after all these years" Byron said looking at Stefan intently. Stefan briefly smiled "How many times do I have to tell you how much I love you". Byron giggled "But how can you love me I am a mess" he said washing his face. Stefan smiled and ran his hand up Byron's body "I told you I would marry you even without sex" he said lifting his hand off. "Only when you propose properly" Byron laughed and Stefan kissed him on the forehead smiling. Byron stepped out of the bath cleaned and refreshed he looked in the mirror at the bruise on his face. He still couldn't believe what he had done to Darren. One thing he did feel was the dark shadow cast from all those years had been lifted, he no longer feared him and for once he felt in control. They had a bite to eat and chatted until late evening. Byron stood up and held out his hand to Stefan who smiled and stood as they walked hand in hand upstairs in to Stefan's bedroom. Stefan cuddled up to Byron resting his arm over Byron's chest. "This is still so weird you and me in bed together" Byron said "you know you being straight". Byron looked at Stefan who was smiling "Not to me it isn't" he replied turning the light off. The Flowers estate was quiet at this time of night as Darren crossed to his families flat. Still covered in mud he had sat there on the bench and smoked two joints. He ran the rant of his mother coming home stoned and covered in mud and slammed the door to the bathroom behind him. He stripped off and ran a bath, his ass was still sore but he couldn't bring himself to sit on the toilet. Getting in the bath the hot water aggravated the pain around his ass, grimacing he lowered himself fully. Bathed and sitting in his room staring at the wall he knew that was his second worse judgement trying to take Byron down, if he hadn't tried to rape him he wouldn't have ended up getting raped instead. The worst part that he now felt disgusted about was the thought he actually enjoyed it. His friends had been questioning Darren behind his back as he never seemed to get on with girls after hitting puberty. He never expected Byron to turn like that or even be able to overpower him, he thought he was quite muscular himself and could take anyone down. My god Byron had some muscle now he thought absent minded he was stroking his cock that was rock hard. Things had gone quiet on the Darren front, Byron couldn't help wondering if he would have gone to the police. Stefan would laugh trying to hear him explain that to the police, it still didn't stop the niggling that would bring him down when he thought about it. Stefan's parents returned early morning on the 20th, Matthew very proud of his wife telling the boys she got standing ovations after every number and at the end, night after night. Byron and Stefan went out in to town to shop for Christmas presents allowing his parents to catch up on some sleep. They walked out of the department store and saw Darren across the street. He looked over at Byron strangely and dived out of sight quickly. They both looked at each other and laughed. Back home Louise had finished cooking dinner, Stefan had persuaded Byron to stay despite him protesting that it was his parents first night back at home. What happened was the last thing Byron would expect, some things happen for a reason Stefan's father Matthew would tell him this a few months later. Byron sat down at the table "So how was Broadway Louise, was it good being back on the boards?" he asked Louise smiled "Yes, I had the most incredible time" she replied. Matthew laughed "She was amazing, they loved seeing her back on stage so much" he said. "Byron" Louise looked at him "Come with me and do two months on Broadway as my co-star" she said. "What?" Byron said looking surprised "me, on stage with you?" he now began to get excited. Louise laughed "One thing though Byron, there are 4 numbers you need to sing" she finished off. "Oh, you know I am not good enough" Byron started saying before Louise cut him off. "Byron you are a dam good singer" She said "and I would be honoured if you performed with me". Stefan looked at his mother "Your taking him away for two months?" he asked. "3 including rehearsal time" Louise replied looking at Stefan then Byron "What is going on here?" she asked. Byron wasn't quite sure what to say as Stefan looked at him "You know how much I love Byron" he said. "Oh right" Louise replied looking at Byron "So will you?" she asked and Byron looked confused. "Well yes of course I will" Byron replied smiling. Byron was unsure of how the sleeping arrangements until Stefan took his hand and guided him in to his bedroom and closed the door. Byron was nervous to say the least knowing Stefan's parents were in the house, there was no disapproval of them sleeping together. Keeping his underwear on he got under the duvet next to Stefan, he waited until Byron was settled before turning the light off and slipping his arms around him cuddling next to each other. Stefan chuckled 'What is with the underwear tonight?' he asked. Without waiting for a response Stefan grabbed them and started pulling them off. Byron giggled and rested his head against Stefan's neck.

-Tim The following is a love story, at times you might get tangled up in its [banned word] plot but it is a love story. As it is almost impossible to have a love story without passion and entanglement of two beings, I will warn you that as I fill you in on how this love came to be, I must also warn you that for a species to continue intercourse amongst both sexes needs to be involved. Hence there will the mention of straight or bi-sexual encounters, this does not mean that is the emphasis of this story, just the means to the ends of how things occurred. My Name is Timothy, I have in some ways taken on the role of family historian and I have an identical twin brother Thomas, I also have a older brother Robert, and four younger brothers. Now you might assume that this is your typical large family or even might consider we might be of a religious sect that encourages large families, both assumptions are false. Dad was born in the early spring of 1979 and Mom in late Spring of the same year, they met in high school and began dating in their sophomore year, but beyond make out sessions my Parents were considerate of my grandparents feeling about sex before marriage or at least till they both were of legal consenting age. As I implied they had been dating for almost three years by the time the graduated high school and it was planned to be an august wedding, as the end of March approached Mom and Dad went to the drive in with their best friends Matt and Alice, Dad drove a pickup with a shell over the bed, he had thrown in a twin mattress and included a couple of blankets to keep warm if it became chilly. He backed into the stall so they could kick back and “watch” the movie. Matt and Alice sat on the tailgate under another blanket. To the casual observer they were just a gaggle of teens watching a movie at the drive in. In reality Alice’s hand was stroking Matt's cock under the blanket while Mom was making dad hard and juicy. Beth you see had turned 18 just three days earlier and Fred’s digital ministrations on her female parts on her birthday had her in sexual overdrive, she took dad’s cock into her mouth and added her saliva to his ample precum just before she impaled herself down his ridged tool, she rode him for a short while and he quickly shot his huge load into her womb. Matt and Alice shimmied back and lay down near their friends as Matt took dads cock into his mouth, Alice licked Beth’s juicy clit before they both crawled up and shared the sexual juices with their best friends. With the wedding just weeks away Beth skipped her period, Fred and Matt continued to meet up after their respective job along with Beth and Alice, sometimes it would be dad and Matt Just taking turns pounding each other and sucking the cream out of their ample tools as Mom and Alice made out and rubbed their muffs together, while other times it was more of a Bisexual orgy with everyone getting filled up with Dad’s and Matt’s big loads of semen. They traded back and forth and by the time Mom walked down the isle on grandpa’s arm, her maid of honor was with child as well. Mom and Alice made perfect beards for Fred and Matt, and Dad and Uncle Matt provided perfect cover for Mom and Alice. My Grandparents were affluent and Dad and Mom got really good educations and went to really good colleges. Dad you might say had the Midas touch, as every project he touched in his tech job ended up in the forefront of the tech boom that proceeded the y2k crunch. He bought a large estate and built a small house to the front of the property if you consider 2400 square feet small. Robert was born in early March of 1998, Mom by the end of April was going to doctor to find out why she hadn’t started her period and was told that she was pregnant again. Aunt Alice delivered our half-brother, Sam, in early May and by September she was again pregnant, this time by Matt. Mom discovered in July it was determined it was twins, Thom and I arrived a bit early as a early Christmas present. I was to later find out that the sex parties continued all through Mom and Alice’s pregnancies or at least through the beginning of their third trimesters, you might say our first taste of cock and cum came while still in the womb, as both Dad and Matt spewed huge amounts of cum. By the end of February mom was once again pregnant once again and upon going to the doctors learned that was another set of twins, only DNA test showed not only were they paternal twin but one was dads and by some miracle the other was Matt’s once again the sex parties continued through the third trimesters with both mom and Alice. My brothers, Marcus and Michael, were delivered in early December 1999 just before Thomas and my birthdays, Sean was born in July of 1999 and mom discovered she was once again pregnant with identical twin in late January of the new millennium, James and Johnathan were born in October close to Halloween. Shortly after Thomas and I were born, Mom and dad hired a live in nanny to look after the brood of babies and toddlers Aunt Patty as she was to become to be known as shared mom and allice’s taste of women and soon joined in on the sex parties and shortly found herself knocked up as well by my dad, Devin was born in November of 2000 Well there you go the line up of guys which will play a part in this love story. It was getting crowded living in the 4 bedroom house at the front of the property by the time Sam arrived and with Mom being with child again, Matt began designing a much larger House set back on the property, it was a mansion with 10 bedrooms 6 bathrooms, a rumpus room a family room, a formal living and dining room a spacious kitchen, Gymnasium complete with locker room, spa, steam room and sauna, a mud room that lead in from the gardens, pool and running track, later he added in a outdoor kitchen along with a in ground spa and gazebo. By the time Thomas and I were born it was well on it’s way to being complete enough to camp out in in warmer weather and by the time my middle brothers were born it was nearly complete and habitable. Mom, Aunt Alice and Aunt Patty continued to live in the smaller house, with Sam, Sean and Devin, but were ever present in my brothers and my lives. By the time Jon and Jamey were one it was two separate households integrated in one family unit, however the sex parties had ceased, dad claiming he already had enough sons for an athletic team. My brothers full blood and half grew up with all the love and support that any child would need, we were 10 boys growing up just like any other group of boy, we did the usual boy things played with whatever toys that all the other boys played with, though we basically had some luxuries that many children don’t get the crowd we hung with outside the family unit were from affluent families as well and we went to the best schools, got good grades and participated in team and individual Sports. With both Dad and Matt promoting good healthy life habits, and being athletic and active. Rob, went for football in the fall and enjoyed Wrestling in the spring, Thom went for track in the fall and wrestling in spring, I chose Football in fall and Baseball in spring, Michael went a slightly different route with drama club and diving, Marcus enjoyed Marching band and Baseball, Jon and James both went for track and wrestling. With so many wrestlers in the family it wasn’t unusual to find us grappling with each other somewhere in the house or out on the lawn. As Thom and I entered our senior year in high School Rob went off to college at University of Washington, I had already applied to several colleges as did my brothers and we waited to see where we would be accepted. By the time I was in my early teens I knew I was not really interested or turned on my girls, but I kept my preference to myself, I knew dad was gay, as Mom was a lesbian, Dad in a relationship with Uncle Matt, Mom with Aunt Alice and Patty. My senior year had me frustrated, constantly trying to hide my hard on, many times carrying my books low to conceal the prevalent bulge. I was 6’1” tall 155 pounds had dirty blond hair and green eyes a chiseled body from my working out and sports and a 9.5-inch cock. From what I could tell, all of us boys were large in the genital department as we all had bodies that made both sexes stop and admire. Thom was identical in most areas with the exception of where his muscles bulked from the different sports he played, but we would work out together and sometimes pass as one another. The first half of the year was pretty typical football practice, homework, exams and hanging out with my friends and brothers, going to their games, meets, performances and recitals. On one occasion, I was at a preliminary wrestling meet watching Thomas, Jamey, Jon in their respective weight classes and years, Thom being in Varsity and Jamey and Jon being Junior varsity. As I watched I tried very hard not to spring a boner in my sweat pants, although it was a losing cause for the most part and I simply sat in the bleachers watching the various parings grapple on the mat. Thom went in and was matched up with a beautiful redhead of about the same size and musculature and as I watched them grapple and paw at each other I noticed one of his teammates sitting off to the side having to adjust his cock in his singlet several times as he stared at Thom and the redheads asses and slowly engorging bulges as Thom finally took down the redhead. The teammate then did some cleaver adjusting as he was called to the mat in the next weight class to go against a Latino wrestler, he seemed to be familiar with as they trash talked a bit before the guy was pinned to the mat, being out grappled their bulges were quite pronounced as they left the mat. I trapped my massive woody between my thighs tucking it back with the straps of my jock. I was glad that the term was coming to a close and I would soon be back with my family for the holidays. I sauntered up to Thom and congratulated him on his victory, as his girlfriend took hold of his other arm and ushered him away. The teammate was standing off to the side with the Latino guy and as I glanced over got caught looking as we made direct eye contact, they walked over and introduce themselves as Brad and Mario both team mates of Thom, explaining kind of what I already knew that this was a trial meet, a sort of tryout for the team, although all of those who tried out would actually make the team in one form or another. I watched Jamey and Jon in their matches with Brad and Mario sitting in front of me, they kept whispering thing back and forth and as I got up to leave and collect my younger brothers, they both quipped “hey dude with three brothers on the team, hope to see you around in the spring” I drove my brothers home, and dinner was waiting on the table when we arrived, I ran up to my room an quickly changed into a fresh pair of briefs and sweat shorts, as the ones I had been wearing had a almost noticeable spot where my cock had drooled almost the entire meet. I Arrived down stairs as Mom was plating up dinner for all of us, Jon and Jamey dug in like they had never eaten before and were starving, Marcus and Mike took it a bit slower and threw a few hints what they might want for their 17th birthdays, mostly video games and sporty outfits and the such. I already knew what I was giving them and it had to do with making them smell nice and not so ruddy all the time, as they both had high levels of hormones raging and although we were almost the same age, minus a little less than a year I had begun comparing their pheromones to that of a wet puppy, and it didn’t help my situation in my pants as being around my middle brothers unless they had recently showered had me hard all the time. Rob came home the day of Mike and Marcus’s birthday celebration, which marked the last week of classes for us and Rob’s completion of his finals, Thom was out with his girlfriend almost every night after he finished up his homework and practice was over, I had become the family chauffeur, and Sam came home from Arizona State the Friday school let out, it was good to have Rob and Sam back home. Brad and Mario started meeting up with me, as I worked out, preparing for baseball season, they training for wrestling, I occasionally saw Thom in the weight room but I was become fast friends with Brad and Mario, and I offed to have them over to work out during the winter recess in our home gym. Thom and my 18th birthday was rapidly approaching as was Christmas and I looked forward to receiving gifts on both occasions, I had been playing video games with Sean and Sam on the eve of my birthday as my brothers either sat around watching movies on the other screen or just played games with each other, at one point Jamey got in a wrestling match with Mike and Marcus egged him on and Jon just rolled his eyes, Matt came in and broke it up telling us all it was time for bed anyway, my youngest brothers hemmed and hawed that it was Christmas break, and Matt indicated it was nearly 11 o’clock and break or not we had to get our rest. I turned off the Xbox and the television and bid everyone a good night and headed up to my room, Sam asked if he could stay over as it was a cold walk back to the gatehouse and he wanted to catch up with rob anyway, Matt indicated that he was of age now and could sleep wherever. Sean gave Matt puppy dog eyes and he relented that he could stay over as well I shared a Jack and Jill bath with Thom, who was still out with his girlfriend, his curfew being 11:30 I knew I wouldn’t hear him much before that time. I reached my room and pulled out a science book to glance over a chapter or two before sleep, getting about a third of the way into the chapter Sean came into my room and sat on the end of the bed “You Stoked about turning 18 tomorrow?” “A little, it’s great to have Rob and Sam home isn’t it” “yeah I missed Them while they were away at College” About that time, I heard rustling in the bathroom as Rob and Sam came through to my room, they sat on either side of me on my bed “So, bro, ready to give up your childhood and become a man” Rob asked with a laugh and a glimmer of mischief on his face. I looked over at the clock and it read 11:59 “What do you mean, become a man, I think I’m doing a pretty good job of that already?” Sean began massaging my feet and as the clock indicated midnight Rob leaned in and tenderly kissed me on the lips, Sam began rubbing my chest and my cock went to full mast in my underwear tenting my sweat shorts, Rob broke the kiss which I had started to return “See I told you he was like us, with all the gay genes in our pool, how could he not like guys?” I soon found myself being undressed by my older siblings and my cock being encased in Sean’s mouth, Rob returned to giving me Make out lessons his tongue wrapping around mine until Sam presented his drooling cock to our lips and we took turns sucking it in and cleaning off the precum that was flowing from it’s tip. Sean raised my legs up and began rimming my hole, before returning to my drooling cock, soon he was straddling me rubbing my cock on his hole before pushing back and encasing my ridged tool with his ass muscles, Sam held the back of my head as he slowly forced his cock into my throat, I gagged, he eased off then slid some more down my throat, each time more of his monster entered me, as my throat relaxed and suddenly I was breathing in his musky ball scent as my nose nestled in his trimmed bush, my throat muscles massaging his cock, I could feel it swell some as he pulled it back into my mouth and began cumming against my tongue, the sudden taste of cum not unlike my own triggered my orgasm as I shot a huge load into Sean’s ass, Sam was soon replaced by Rob, his cock slid down my throat and he began face fucking me using my throat to edge his load to the point of no return before like Sam pulling out to shoot in my mouth. Sean repositioned himself his younger sibling and slid his cock into Sean next to mine and proceeded to rub our cocks together in the boys’ hole. I never realized that a hole could stretch that much. It didn’t take long and I was shooting another volley of cum into Sean and Sam followed suit, Sam then offered up his cummy cock for me to clean off and I did so without thinking about where it had just been. Sean slid off my still stiff tool and turned around as Rob guided his ass to my face I began lapping the creamy mixture that was leaking out of that sweet boy cunt, I sucked and lapped up the goo as Sean pushed it out, leaning in to clean the goo off my cock, I was like a sex starved addict as I ate the cum from my brothers ass, Rob joined me again in the feast till there didn’t seem to be any cream left. Sean rolled over and laid next to me on my right, Sam to my left and rob next to him, the three of us cuddled until we all fell asleep. I awoke around 6 to Rob rimming my ass, Sean was pushing more cum from his well-used chute and Rob was collecting it up and rubbing it on my hole working it in with his fingers and tongue after I soon felt my hole feeling very loose he put his cock on my hole and slid the head in. he had done a good job of loosening me up and I was still relaxed enough from being half asleep that there wasn’t much discomfort and as my ass adjusted to his girth he soon was sliding the rest in. he began rotating his hip and thrusting in and out, Sean was still half asleep and cuddled closer to me as I pulled Sam in closer as well we began making out the three of us while my cherry was being popped by my eldest brother, my cock was rock hard but Sam and Sean kept me from touching it, Rob pounded into me for almost a half hour, I could feel my hole becoming sloppy and wet, my torso was covered in my precum and the drool of Sam and Sean. They occasionally would lean down and lick the juice from the tip before returning to sharing the nectar with me, without warning Rob pulled out Sam took his place and Rob cuddle up to me and began kissing me and licking my neck and ears, Sam thrust into my used hole and took almost as much time in me as Rob, my hole feeling very moist and every time they it my prostate my cock would jet out a little juice around 7 Sam and Sean switched places and my youngest of my elder brothers pumped into my hole, Sean didn’t last as long and soon was grunting and telling me how he was filling me up with his loads “so little bro, you like those 8 loads up in you, I came three time and so did Sam, and Sean just gave you two” I was filled with my families seed, my brothers having just loading me up, Sean crawled in-between my legs and began eating the cum that oozed out of my hole, I was elated to have their seed, but my cock was still rock hard, Rob reached down and stroked me then straddled my six pack and using my precum slid his ass down my pole, I almost immediately shot my load into his gut having been edged and fucked for the previous hour and a half, the excellent rim job that Sean was performing just made it cum faster. Once again, we fell asleep in each other’s arms until we heard Thom in the bathroom around 9:30 my three elder brothers quietly and quickly exited my room and creep down the hall to Robs room, Rob Whispering to me as they prepared their departure “come down to my room in 10”

I was staying near the pentagon in crystal city I was contacted by a really cute guy on grindar he was close and asked if I was free. I said sure and within ten minutes he was at my door. He was perfect light skinned Latino with a huge dick. He asked if I would take it bareback and after I sucked him he lubed up and in he went. It was great After a while I could feel him getting close He whispered that was going to cum in my ass He let out a big groan and filled my ass with his cum He rested for a few minutes and then fucked me again. I asked him his age and he said 23 and was married He just liked fucking older guys every so often and always came in threir ass

Chapter 20 Brandon The next month went much the same way. I would meet Scotty for our morning runs and at least three or four times a week I'd follow him home for a mutual sucking session. He'd always play with my hole as he was blowing me each time going in a little deeper. I found I really liked it, which scared the shit out of me. I could tell Scotty was trying to be patient with me. He never said a word but I knew he was getting frustrated that I wouldn't let him fuck me. So I did what every mature grownup does, I started avoiding him. Hey don't judge, I'm only 19. It had been about a month since my last blow job. I was horny as hell and I really did miss Scotty. I hadn't seen him in so long but was embarrassed for avoiding him. He'd texted me a couple times and at first I responded that I was too busy but then I just started to ignore him so of course he stopped texting. I felt really guilty but at this point I didn't know what to do. One of the best parts of my job was getting to know Matty. Even though we worked in different offices he'd been really helpful in showing me the ropes of working in a medical office. I loved how irreverent and funny he was, not to mention we were closer in age and he was hot as hell. It was officially 30 days since my last blow job and my right hand just wasn't cutting it. Matty and I had been eating lunch together every day. He'd come over and we'd eat in my office's small break room. I offered to go to him but he said their break room was being used for storage so there wasn't room. I just needed to check out my last patient of the morning then it'd be time for lunch. He was an older guy, I'd say about Scotty's age but not nearly as hot. I was making his follow-up appointment when I noticed he had the same tattoo on his wrist that uncle Pete and Scotty had. He saw me staring at it and asked, "you like my tat son?" "Oh, yea it's nice." "You got yours yet?" "Ahh, not yet sir." "Well, if you ever want a dose of my venom just let me know. I love sharing the gift." What the fuck! I just nodded, he smiled and left. I'd never really given that tat much thought but between Scotty's comments and that last guy it got me thinking. I had a little time before Matty was due so I jumped onto google to do some research. Working in a doctor's office I at least knew the tattoo was a biohazard symbol. What I didn't know was why anyone would want that permanently on their body, even if it did look really hot. I typed in biohazard tattoo meaning and my mouth hit the floor when I saw the result. Fuck me! Did that mean that guy, Scotty and my uncle were all HIV positive? That would explain Scotty's lecture about gifting and never wasting cum but damn that was a lot to digest. So of course that's the exact moment Matty walked in. "Hey cutie, how's your Wednesday going?" I quickly closed the web page and smiled at him, "it's been good yours?" "You look guilty, what were you just looking at," he asked with a wicked grin on his face. "Ahh, oh, nothing. I was just doing a bit of research." "Hmm, sure you were. Anyone ever tell you, you turn bright red when you get embarrassed?" "Scotty tells me that all the time," I responded guiltly, realizing I hadn't seen him in a month. "Come on let's eat, I'm starving." I got up and lead him to the break room. He caught his breath and I stopped and turned back to face him. "Well whatever you were researching, it seems to have gotten you rather excited," he said staring right at my crotch, which left absolutely no doubt whatsoever that I was rock hard. Well fuck me! "I, umm, yea, I, umm." "Yep, fucking adorable." He patted my ass and walked into the break room. He sat down and said, "okay, spill it, what's got you so horned up?" "Nothing, really it was nothing." "Right, if your cock was any harder it would have ripped out of your pants." I blushed even more. "I was just seeing what a tattoo meant." "Uh ah, and just what's this mysterious boner inducing tattoo?" He was really enjoying my discomfort. "The biohazard symbol," I answered quietly. "Well it's about fucking time!" "Wait, what?" "Scotty has been patiently waiting for you to pull your head out of your ass and realize your one of us." "I'm sorry, what?" "Come on Brandon. You're a smart boy, you know what I'm talking about." He reached over squeezed my hard cock, unzipped my pants, pulled my dick out and swallowed me whole. I was so horned up I shot my load in seconds. Then, without even thinking I took Matty's cock out and went to town. "Yep, you're nothing but a slut like the rest of us. It's time for you to aknowldege your place among us, stop being such a coward, take a dick up your fucking cunt and join your true family." With that he'd started cumming, and before I knew what was happing I was shooting my second load all over the floor. Damn! I had never shot a second load so fast. Matty patted my head, zipped up his pants, grabbed his lunch and said, "you know what you need to do. Scotty's been more than patient with you. If I were him I'd have taken your cherry weeks ago." He looked me straight in the eye and said, "stop pussyfooting around and embrace your destiny." With that he grabbed his uneaten lunch and left the room. I spent the rest of my lunch break in a state of aroused shock. I spent the next two days in even more of a haze. Matty didn't come over for lunch either and all I could think about was getting fucked by Scotty, taking his deased cum deep inside my ass. I mean I'd already swallowed his loads countless time, wasn't this just the next logical step. I watched lots of barebacking porn and consistently shot the biggest loads when the guys fucking had biohaz tats. I even watched videos on how to clean out to make sure I would be properly prepared to take a dick up my ass. I was still nervous as hell but if I didn't get fucked and fucked soon I think I was going to lose my sanity. So Saturday morning I made sure I was cleaned out, put on my old running shorts that left nothing to the imagination and headed out to change my life forever.

Ok. It was late/early and I had been up for longer than reasonable. The usual haunts I enjoy had been a bust. Nothing. Nada. Not even someone to put on a show for. So I glance at the dashboard clock and sigh. When did it become 5am? Pressing the ignition I start driving home. I don’t know why I drove past my turning. What made me push on for a last go but I found myself heading into the city centre to one of the urban green spaces. Riskier than my normal go-tos but I was horny and it was still dark. I parked up next one of the park entrances and walked straight in heading for a raised pathway that is masked by trees. A place I knew to be cruisier at other times. As I walked along in the dark I caught a sense of movement against a railing. I was already massaging my cock through my tracksuit in the time honoured signal and as I drew closer he flopped out a nice hard 8 inches with a steel cock ring at the base. I couldn’t resist. He was a little older than I typically go for but was in good shape and that cock...well. I dropped to my knees and took hold of his cock and leaned in to suck him. After a few seconds however he motioned for me to follow him. Just a little bit further down the path, out of the lights was a culvert closed off for repair works. We both stepped in and I couldn’t help it. Being out of sight yet still very public brings out my slut side and I stripped. Completely. Now naked I sank again to my knees and took him in my mouth working back and forth along his shaft then taking him in my hands so I could run my tongue down to his balls and back up for more sucking. Basically getting his cock nice and wet whilst showing him how much I appreciate a good dick. It wasn’t long until he was thrusting with the same rhythm that I was moving my head up and down while making very satisfied grunts. As he fucked that cock between my lips he asked if I liked to fuck. I just nodded with my mouth still busy. So he pulled me to my feet and spun me around. I placed my hands on the wall we were sheltering behind and presented my arse to him. He stepped up and spat on his cock before guiding it between my cheeks and rubbing his tip around my hole. I pressed back and he slipped into me then pushed forward. I hissed as he pushed every inch in and then moaned at the full feeling that I love so much. Leaning down some more to give him a better angle he grabbed my hips and began pumping into me with long deliberate strokes. All the while he fucked me I was totally aware that just a few metres away the early commuters were filling the roads as the day was just getting started. Knowing I was naked with a raw cock pounding me right next to a major road in a waking city centre started me moaning and begging him to fill me up. I started up a litany of dirty talk begging him to use my ass, use my pussy, fuck me hard and deep. Begging him to breed me and make me take his load. He didn’t pause as he joined in. Calling me a dirty cumdump as he fucked every inch of that cock in and out of my arse. He told me he hadn’t cum for about a week and was going to fuck a big load all the way into me. Asking me if I wanted his cum in me I practically screamed for him to fuck it all into me as he sped up his thrusts. I pushed back against him as he ground all the way into me and held still with his cock pulsing up inside me delivering that sperm I needed. As he started to withdraw I sighed in the contentment that only comes from receiving such a good fucking. Then he slammed into me again and again and again. He smiled down at my panting form and told me he just wanted to make sure his cum was good and deep in me. I collapsed to me knees and cleaned his cock the way I was taught. He left and it was a good few minutes before I was composed enough to stand, dress and find my way back to my car. Sometimes it pays to go for the long shot.

Last night I was at a family party in the north of Scotland at a cousin's house which is situated about half way down a country lane. Shortly after dinner I got messaged by a guy in his early 30s who was staying with family nearby. He wasn't really my type so I said I wasn't sure I could get away but he was keen to meet up and suggested he could meet me in the woods at the end of the lane. I was horny though and when he sent me a picture of his hard cock I agreed to meet him. He said he had lube and a condom and when I told him he didn't need the condom he was even more keen to meet up. About half an hour later I met him in the woods - he was nicer looking than his pictures suggested and soon I was down sucking his cock. I sucked him for a while and then he said he wanted to fuck me. His cock was quite big and I had to pull my cheeks apart to help him get it up me. Once he was right up me he gave me a moment to get used to his cock and then began to fuck me, pants down up against a tree. He was a good fuck and he fucked me hard and fast for quite a while before he shot his load up my arse. When he had finished cumming he pulled out and I sucked his cock again. Ten minutes later I was back at the party, a big load of cum in my arse and no one any the wiser.

Happy New Year. I hope you all have a pozitive year.

Oh hell YES to both questions. Men in suits are a huge turnon for me. Wearing them, too. Being mounted and bred by a stud in a suit while I'm wearing a suit (his fly unzipped, my pants around my ankles with me on my belly with my legs open) = PURE SEX. You might like my artwork.

Give a few Oinks (I LOVE a bottom to make that sound, especially during). 🐽 Get plugged to keep that load INSIDE (unless I have a friend(s) over, then it's time for a second/third load prior to any plugging). Clean my Dick, obviously. Boot licking if in gear. Foot rub. Pot of Tea (I'm British, what can I say) ☕

Every time I'm in an adult business, I always thing of ways I could make it better, and thinking about opening my own is one of my favorite ways to fall asleep. (Some people count sheep; I design adult bookstores. I think my way to fall asleep is more fun, unless you're into farm animals of course. I won't judge...) I have plans in my head for bars, B&B's, bookstores, erotic statue gardens, plus designs for improved fetish gear. After I retire, I might work on some of my ideas, or I might just apply to be the "creepy guy behind the counter" at an ABS.

Tonight I decided to stop off at the video store on my way home. I cruised a while but most of the men were regulars looking for dick like me. There was one guy that I had not seen before but seemed to know way around. He motioned me into a booth. I went in and he pulled out his cock. It was nice. Ok I’m size. About 8” sort of thick. I sucked him for a while and then he asked my favorite question. Do you like to get fucked? I said yes. Then he asked the question I hate. Do you have a condom? I am always open and tell guys that I do not like to get fucked with condoms. He said he was safe. I said ok and turned around with my ass facing him. Any real man will have a hard time saying no to my ass. Lol. He rubbed his cock on my hole and his precum made it slick. I grabbed his cock and put it so that when I backed up he would slide in. He slid in my well trained pussy with ease. He let out a big moan and started to pump in me. After a few seconds he pulled out and said he needed a condom. I told him I was going to walk around and maybe we would meet up later. About an hour later he was still there and he came back up to me and said he had a friend that had a big dick and would like to fuck me too. There is a guy that works the front counter on Thursdays. He doesn’t come into the booth area at all so you can spend as much time with someone as you want. I found a bigger booth that has a bigger tv and more room to move around. He came in with me and motioned to his friend to cum in as well. Both men were older. In their early 50’s. Not overly attractive but had nice bodies. The friend asked me if I like to get fucked and I said yes. He asked if I had lube. I said no. I usually don’t need lube. Spit and precum are enough. He said I was going to need lube and pulled out his cock. I am not exaggerating when I say it was as big around as a beer can. I love a challenge so I told him that I had poppers and we could just try those with some spit. He said ok and I bent over to suck the first guy while beer can tried to stuff his big cock in me. As he suspected it would not fit. He said he was going to go out front to get some lube and would be right back. While he was out of the booth I took my opportunity to work on condom guy a little more. I sucked his for a little while he sat on a bench in the booth. I got him real sloppy wet and decided to give his bare cock another shot. I turned around and sat on his cock and it want balls deep. I started to move up and down expecting him to push me off and say he needed a condom but he didn’t. I kept riding him and soon there was a knock on the door. Beer can was back with lube. I kept riding the cock I was on and fished beer can out of his pants to suck and get him hard. I started to feel the familiar feeling of the guy I was riding getting close to breeding. He grabbed my hips and pulled me down on his cock holding me in place and started moaning loud. I could feel his cock pulsing inside me. When he was fully satisfied that I had every drop in my pussy he pulled out and switched places with beer can guy who had started to lube his beautiful fat cock. I started to sit on beer can at the same time I took the other guy in my mouth to clean him up. I took a couple hits of poppers in anticipation of riding beer can. It’s rare that I struggle to take a cock but his was a challenge. The poppers helped and my concentration of cleaning the first guy good. I was able to get him in balls deep before I started to ride him. It went surprising easy after that. It may have been the combination of the existing load in me, or the poppers or even the lube but I was taking him like a champ. The first guy was totally soft by now and totally clean so he just sat back and watched beer can work his magic. I was in heaven riding that massive cock. I pussy orgasmed twice while he was in me. After a few minutes he ended up busting inside like the first guy. After I was satisfied I got his full load I pulled off of him got on my knees and cleaned his cock. He tasted great. Both men got dressed and left the booth. I stayed there naked for a few minutes reflecting on how good It was.

Anyone ever been bred by hot dad in a suit? Enjoy or have a thing for being bred by dads in suits?

so for my entire time on Grindr, I have been fully upfront about my status; and not only have i never gotten a hookup there, but I am usually getting responses like "fuck off, i don't want aids" even though i am currently medicated and fully undetectable. But a few weeks back i found myself in another city, and when I started to get the same bullshit I updated my profile... left the HIV status field blank, updated my last testing date to the month before because that is when my last bloodwork was; and threw in a note in the comments section that i was a fully medicated bb bottom, which IS true... and before the night was over I had two different "strait married" guys come over at different times and each gave me a seriously good (and delightfully rough) fucking before dumping a load in me. They never asked my status, and as an undetectable bottom that is frequently tested, I am arguably a safer bet than the other random "I think I am neg" guys that never really get tested at all. so yeah, not sure if I should feel bad at all or not, since I didn't actually lie about anything

Chapter 17 Things started to settle down a bit during the next week. My son was a complete and total whore, spending most of his time with Trevor becoming his sub boy. I was back to full health and hornier than ever. Saturday morning, starting my third week at the hotel, I received a text from Brody, my hot little red headed flight attendant. 'Not working today, horny as fuck, can I come over?' Works for me! He arrived about an hour later. "Where's that boyfriend of yours?" "Ahh, he, umm seems to be having second thoughts." "Wait what? But I thought you guys had been chasing for awhile and the way he brushed your cunt with that toothbrush. It seemed like he really wanted you guys to convert." "That's what I thought too, but apparently he's actually been on PrEP this whole time. He thought it was just a fantasy for me and I'd been talking about doing the brushing for so long that he just got really carried away with it and says he wasn't thinking things through." "Fuck me!" "I know right. So that night with you, really freaked him out, especially when your test came back positive, but he couldn't say anything to me without showing his hand. All those the times I thought we were taking toxic loads the guys were actually undetectable. After we left I was so fucking happy but he just couldn't take it anymore and told me what he'd done. He felt so guilty for brushing my cunt he was sure I was going to catch the bug because you were so toxic." "Damn, what an ass. I'm so sorry. He seemed so into it." "Thanks, I really thought we wanted the same things but turns out I was wrong. He doesn't understand this compulsion, this need I have to be pozzed. After he apologized for helping me catch the bug I just looked at him and said 'there's absolutely nothing to apologize for this is exactly what I wanted.' He of course didn't think I was ever really serious about getting knocked up. He's such a fucking asshole. Not sure what I ever saw in him." "I have to say I thought it was so hot to find a couple who were chasing. I'm really sorry it wasn't true. So what are you guys going to do now?" "He convinced me to try to work through it with him but then last night he told me he'd been thinking about it all week and just couldn't be with someone who'd actively chase to be poz. Fantasy was one thing but doing it for real was something totally different. I told him that's perfect I didn't want to be someone who's negative and can't understand the beauty of poz men." "I'm so sorry Brody." I pulled him into a big hug and squeezed his firm ass. "I have a feeling I know what might make you feel better." "Oh yeah, just what might that be," he said rubbing up against my quickly hardening cock. I started kissing him and taking off my shorts. My dick popped out and he dropped to his knees. "Good boy, you know the drill get it nice and wet that's all the lube you're getting." He continued sucking for another ten minutes until I taped his head and told him to strip and get on the bed. He had the most delicious looking asshole. I started tongue fucking him until he couldn't take it anymore. "Stick you fucking poz dick in my pussy and knock me up now!" He screamed. I rammed in and his eyes rolled to the back on his head. "Perfect, now breed my fucking neg cunt and turn me poz." "You slut, there's a good chance you're already poz and just don't know it yet. Your ex is too late to keep your faggot ass bug free." "Thank god! I don't want to be neg anymore, make sure I'm poz please!" "Here you go slut, more toxic cum, you little bug chasing whore."

NEW YEARS RESOLUTIONS 2020 Keeping it nice and simple this year as follows 1) Refuse any guys who want to use a condom 2) Not be concerned with statuses and accept the seed without question 3) Repeat 1 & 2

Oh Brandon's in for a special treat in the next chapter.

Thanks Riverfk! This stud is the real deal - he will leave you weak kneed, sore and dripping seed...

Recently I've been scoring with some hot muscular twinks and the sex was long lasting and more piggy than I expected. I used to feel like a perv going for younger guys, but if they hit me up they're fair game as long as legal. I was gone for the weekend with friends and came home Sunday night horny so hopped on bbrt. This 22yo lean muscleboy who's been hitting me up for 6 months started again. I figured it's not gonna happen like usual but still replied. It seems like he's usually partying and he usually wants a group which never comes together. His profile says vers and he hit me up to flip fuck- amazing ass and cock and body, but it never happens. He starts asking if i know any other guys that would wanna join. I hit up one bottom and one top I think might join - the bottom doesn't reply, the top says yes to "later". The kid wants NOW which was a good sign [think before following links] https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/emoticons/default_smile.png I ask the kid if he's "ready", and he says "almost" - not a good sign lol. 10 mins later he said he's ready to head my way - damn, maybe it's really gonna happen after 6 months of drooling. He showed up wearing a sweatshirt and black TIGHTS and long socks showing off his totally perfect legs and bubble ass. I was hoping some of the gay neighbors saw this young stud showing up for me!! lol He was into making out deep and wet while we felt each other up. Then dropped to his knees and gave amazing sloppy head. I love a guy who gives wet head. His throat was so good I had to be careful not to cum. His bubble butt felt so amazing, and I finally peeled his tights off to see that perfect ass. His cock wasn't that hard, so I was concerned he wasn't that into it. But his mouth said he was! I told him to get on all 4s and was hoping this hot twink knew how to clean out as I went down on his hole. I love to rim the way he loved to throat my dick and it didn't take long to realize he definitely knew how to clean out right [think before following links] https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/emoticons/default_smile.png He started out pretty tight but opened up fast - I had my tongue as deep as I could get it within a couple minutes. I wanted to make this last so I got back up and fed him my cock more. When he pulled off my cock there were long strings of throat slime making a wet mess. I said something about loving that we weren't gonna need any lube to fuck, and I think that made him produce even more saliva from his throat. This kid was pretty much the perfect slut, and I didn't wanna fuck too soon afraid he might make me cum too fast. We finally moved to the bed where I told him to sit on my face - then he bent down to swallow my cock again. Ugh, I kept getting too close. I had to fuck him before he accidentally made me cum. I gave his hole a couple more globs of spit and he coated my cock with throat juice again, then he got up and sqautted down on my cock. EASY entry, and he rode till I got close again. I told him to stop and the hot little slut got off me and went down on my cock all juicy from his hole. So I went back down on his ass. Loved what a hot little pig boy I found [think before following links] https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/emoticons/default_smile.png I managed to last for about 45 minutes of fucking after all the foreplay. I even added some lube to his already juicy hole after a while. I wanted him really wet, and he started making those sloppy suction noises as I fucked him all the way in and all the way out. He went down on my cock every time I told him to without hesitation. So much for flip fucking, but I couldn't have cared less........this hot little slut was a perfect bottom pig for me - the only reason I would have wanted to flip would be to make it last longer, but that might not have worked anyway lol - if this stud mounted my ass! We fucked in every position and I was basically edging myself in his juicy ass about half the time trying not to cum. Close to the end I had his hole gaping to about 1 inch, which I went back down on - this kid knew how to relax that fuck hole!! Eventually I was mounting him on his stomach on the bed and I couldn't hold back and buried my load balls deep and stayed there for 3 or 4 minutes. I finally got off him and asked if he wanted to cum (since he said he's vers). We hung around on the bed for 30+ mins and fooled around some more, but he didn't care about cumming. I have a feeling he already had sex before me - which I would have loved if he admitted. Even though his hole was tight to start it opened up fast and got juicy fast. And the fact he never got really hard at 22yo I think he had already cum but still horny. Nothing is hotter to me than young hot sluts who can't get enough. Next time I just want him to bring the other guy/s with him!! I have no dount there will be a "next time" soon, and he's always wanting a group [think before following links] https://assets.s3xstatic.com/bz/uploads/emoticons/default_smile.png

14 by the neighborhood pedo in his 40s. Still jack off thinking about it

So some female porn star gave 249 blowjobs in 14 hours in 2006 for a world's record. [EG] I would fuckin love to break that record.

(This story was an adventure from 2004, also from the archives of Raw Latino Muscle:) I’ve been an unrepentant barebacker all my life, even after I tested poz more than 20 years ago. I was 100 percent bottom until about eight or nine years ago, when I discovered the pleasures of breeding men – especially younger guys, whom I feel a special obligation to impregnate with my poz seed for the next generation of pigs. Even though I’m mostly top now, I’m always ready to flip and surrender my hole to other poz/AIDS brothers who will recharge and strengthen my seed. My dick gets rock hard and drips when I think about the hot time I had with a guy I met on the Web several years ago. His name was Alex, and we made a date to meet on one of my semi-regular trips back to my hometown. He said he had full-blown AIDS, and he was looking for pigs who would continue to carry and spread his strain after he croaked. I assured him I’d spread his strains to hundreds of other raw pigs. I explained to him that I have a twisted obsession with poz seed and that nothing gets me hotter than swapping tainted fluids with other poz pigs. He was flattered that I wanted to take and transmit his DNA to the next generation. I went straight to his place after checking into my hotel, and I can still remember how hot he looked when he opened the door, naked except for an open bathrobe. Alex was white, late 40s, 6-foot-2 and about 150 pounds of extremely lean muscle and veins. He had a full, thick black moustache that dominated the sunken cheeks on his gaunt face. His cock was 7 inches, thick and heavy like mine, with a huge mushroom head pierced by a PA. He pulled me to him, twisted my pig tit and shoved his tongue deep into my mouth, and I sucked the taste of beer and cigarettes in his spit. I stripped immediately and couldn’t wait to get his loads inside me. I dropped and took his cock in my mouth, making love to his death tool. I’m not much into oral sex (I prefer a hot mouth on my nipples), but knowing his balls and dick carried the juice that I desperately craved drove me mad with lust, and I worshipped him like a god. I gave myself in complete submission, ready, willing and hoping to do anything he asked in return for the unholy privilege of receiving his toxic cum in my guts. Although he’d stopped taking HIV meds about a year earlier, Alex said he needed Viagra to fuck. So while we waited for his dick to get hard, I gladly fucked him and added my strains with his own death cells inside his guts. Although he was taller than me, I had at least 30 pounds of muscle on him, and I easily pinned him to the bed as I wedged my fat dick into his extremely tight hole. We made love, with lots of kissing and talking nasty about AIDS and death, and I didn’t pull out until I’d dumped three loads of my own dirty seed into his guts. Some of it spilled out when I pulled my cock out of him, so I felched it and fed it back to him in a fucking deep, hot kiss. By that time, Alex’s own death tool cock was rock hard. I jumped in his sling, and he aimed his PA directly at my own rarely fucked hole. Using only spit, he slowly but insistently pushed his whole cock into me. It burned like hell, and I knew he was tearing tissue as started pumping. After about 10 minutes we moved from the sling back to the bed so we could kiss more easily while he shared his gift with me. I noticed something red on his dick, and I reached down and fingered my hole to confirm I was bleeding. Strung out on poppers and lust, I begged Alex to ram his dick back inside me, which he did. I don’t get fucked often and it was all I could do to withstand his assault, but the knowledge that he was already dripping deadly precum into my bloodstream only made me hungry for more. We were drenched in sweat and the smell of poppers as he pumped my cunt for another 15 minutes, sharing lots of deep kisses and twisted talk about worshipping AIDS. Finally, my new lover spewed a huge load of his death seed deep into my guts. The intense connection we shared was overwhelming, like a true spiritual experience, and I remember wishing I could die right there as his spasming cock still spewing poison into me. When Alex finally pulled out, my muscle cunt clamped tight to keep his death juice deep inside. I greedily licked the remnants of cum and blood from his dick and shared the precious mixture with him in lots of deep kisses. I spent the night at his place, where we got high on beer, pot, piss and AIDS lust. He dumped three more loads in my hole and I gave him two more of my own seed to share with other pigs. I don’t know if he did: I heard from another bud that Alex died two weeks later. Fortunately, he still lives deep in my sick brain and in the toxic DNA that I continue to spread to other brothers who share my dark, twisted passion.

A long time favourite of mine, combining two passions at once; Pushing out Cum, and Rosebuds. [think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph59bcaf5c54495

I got to the Baths around 5 p.m. and started breeding almost immediately. I lost track of how many, but I know I shot at least half a dozen Loads, including a couple in a Bottom who was one of my regulars. They were all hot Fucks, but the last one was an almost spiritual exercise. That would never have happened a month ago, but I've become addicted to Gifting. Now I'm a Man on a Mission. It was almost 3 a.m.; and I was dead tired, but determined to spew my Venom into one more Pussy. After several passes through the corridors and Maze, I found my Mark. He was on hands and knees in his room, Butt in the air, Lube on the mattress, and no Condoms in sight. I invited myself in and fingered his Hole. It was dry. I would be his first Load of the night. I love shoving my Dick into a Butt full of Jizm—the World's Best Lube—but being first gave me the chance to stretch and tear his Hole so that my POZ Bug could work it wonders. Absolutely Awesome! Before I could mount his Ass, though, Mark moved his hot wet mouth to my huge Pig Nips and began sucking and chewing. Fuckin' Fabulous! Most guys go right for the Dick, but my Nips are even more sensitive than my Cock, and getting them pulled and twisted gets me even harder. After a bit I pulled up his head and pushed my tongue into his tonsils. We frenched like there was no tomorrow. The Chemistry was there, and I knew this was going to be ONE REALLY GREAT FUCK—one which would make it easier for me to Honor My Commitment. Mark was a white lad, early 20s, slim and lightly muscled—no Twink, but close to it, who was gonna get a Load of Daddy's POZ Jizm. I'm 41, Latino, 5'10", almost 190 pounds of solid muscle, and a PURPOSELY POZZED NEG who was about to REPLICATE THE RITUAL. "Oh fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me! I need your fucking Dick SOOOOO BAD!" I flipped him over and hoisted his slender, shaven legs to my shoulders and my Dick was drooling Slime on his Pussy when the goddamned Mark whipped out a Condom. Fuckin' Tease! Had it been earlier, I would have stormed out of there in pursuit of other Prey, but late as it was, I didn't want to take the chance of cummin' up with nothin'. So in one fell swoop I shoved my bare Dick up to the Pubes in Mark's Rectum. His looseness and my ease of penetration convinced me the Queen had been around the block before and whetted my appetite to put him out of his misery. As the element of surprise succumbed to the discomfiture of unlubed Coitus, I suspected Mark had gleaned my motivation—the way he struggled. It took all of my strength to pin him down. He tried to push me off, but I proved by far the stronger. "Sorry, Fucker. I don't do Rubbers." I held him tight as his Hole ripped and tore before my rapacious Onslaught. "BAREBACK ONLY!" He grunted and tried to push me off with his legs. "C'mon, Bitch, you know you want it! A minute ago you were begging me to screw you! You know you fuckin' need it!" But, clearly, he was having second thoughts , so I tried to be more tactful. "Come on, Baby. Take Daddy's Dick. You know you want It. You got a real sweet Pussy there, and Daddy wants to make both of us feel good." A little flattery—and Mark was babbling like a baby. "Oh God, Daddy, I need your Cock in me so bad! Please fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me!" Mark worked my Nips moaning like a Bitch in Heat. My Dick was rock hard, partly due to the unlubed friction of his Hole, but mainly because I'd contemplated POZZING his Dumb Ass. The guy was NEG--or thought he was—if he wanted me to use a Rubber. I strove harder to remove all doubt as to what happens to a fuckin' horny Bareback Bottom at the Tubs. "I'm gonna seed your Pussy, Boy, know that? You're gonna get Daddy's Charged Cum deep in your Ass. That's what you really want, don't you, you fuckin' Bitch? You want Daddy to seed and breed you like the fuckin' Little Whore you are." "Oh yeah, Daddy! That's what I want! I want you to fuck me! But please, Daddy, PULL OUT before you Cum. P-U-L-E-A-S-E !" Fucking Little Fool! Was he for real? Did he really think I'd pass up the opportunity to POZ his stinkin' Butt? Long as I live, I'll never understand these simple-minded Faggots who think they can bareback night after night and stay NEG. "Sorry, Fucker. I don't do Rubbers, and I don't pull out. You're getting Daddy's Dick and Load, just like you deserve It. Get ready, Boy, cause I'm gonna breed your Ass!" He just kept moaning and pushing up to meet my thrusts. "HERE IT CUMS, QUEER BOY! Here Cums Daddy's Creamy Seed infiltratin' your NEG Pussy! Goddamn, yeah, Motherfucker! I'm spraying my Stud Juice deep up your Hole, R-I-G-H-T T-H-I-S M-O-M-E-N-T !" Walking around almost an hour before I met this Kid, obsessing about this very special moment, I'd worked up a helluva Charged Load. I juiced the whole inside of his Pussy with POZ Seed, so much so my Balls spasmed over and over and I thought I'd never stop shooting. I shoved my tongue deep down his throat and thrust my hips against his fragile body, intent on planting so much goddamned Virus in his Gut he'd taste It in his Gullet. I kissed him passionately, telling how good he felt, determined to massage my Venom into his Ass Walls and from there into his Capillaries. "Oh Daddy, Oh Daddy, Oh, Daddy," he kept chanting, too shocked or awed, or maybe both, to do anything but lie there and take It as the devastation of his Stupid Faggot Body commenced. I couldn't remember when I'd experienced such an Orgasm, but it was past; and suddenly I wanted out of there in the worst way, and the Mark I'd just bred seemed SOOOOO REPULSIVE. I wondered if he'd Cum, but then I realized I didn't give a Shit.

Hi guys, I have some pretty serious fantasies about me getting raped by a group of guys - and reading some stories on here has given my slut brain even more to think about. It would be great to write a story on here that develops as you guys give me more plot ideas of my eventual rape. What would be even more horny is if some of you guys were planning to find me and make the last chapter a reality and be written by you - posting pictures of the actual event. Now obviously this would not be actual rape - i do not condone that one little bit - but i know im not alone in this fantasy either! So if any of you like this idea - i will start writing the intro section. This will set the scene of who i am and why i need this. It will give the first clues as to who i am or where i am in real life. As the story develops i hope a few guys will figure out where and who i am - and i will obviously be starting to get an idea of what my eventual rape is gonna be like. By that time - hopefully i will only be a matter of days/weeks away from having this fantasy become much more of a reality and my story will be finished by some of you from here. If you like the sound of this - let me know and i will start writing. Hoping this doesn't break any rules here. And i think i am posting in the right place - please do let me know if this is not allowed lovely Mods!

Set up another anon motel room scene last week. Took the afternoon off work and spent about 5 hours just taking anonymous loads. Over that period of time I entertained 7 hard cocks, and by the time the last guy arrived my ass was gaping and sopping wet with cum. Even when my hole is open and slick, I can still tell when a guy is wearing a rubber. It's like my hole rebels, and I can't really enjoy myself. And so it was with guy #7. I never heard him put it on, but I felt the extra friction of the rubber against my walls. I tolerated it briefly before telling him that I wanted him bare. I was doggy-style on the bed while he stood behind me. I raised myself up onto my knees and reached behind me. I could feel his breath on my neck as my hand found his shaft. I gripped it tight, and it hardened even more in my hand. His breathing quickened. I worked my hand down to his balls and began to roll the condom off. "But I want to be protected," he protested. I stopped. "I want it raw," was my response. He hesitated, my hand still gripping his shaft. "OK," came the reply, and in one quick motion I slid the rubber off the rest of the way. I grabbed his shaft again and guided it to my hungry hole, slipping the head inside before settling back into the doggy position. Sure enough, he seemed to love being raw inside me. He rammed home and pounded my hole hard and deep. He was hitting my prostate just right when he asked, "Where should I cum?" "Inside me," I hissed. "Fill me with your cum." That was all the encouragement he needed. He grabbed my hips, gave a final thrust, and buried his load deep inside me. I squeezed my sphincter and felt the pulsing of his shaft as he delivered what I wanted. As he withdrew, I spun around and took him in my mouth, cleaning him off thoroughly. He left without another word, and I figured he was probably too freaked out by what had happened to contact me again. But I was wrong! Got an email from him this morning - he wants to breed me after work.

There was a straight guy I sucked off at least a dozen times at one of the dirtybookstores in Missoula Montana. He had a stern expression, a very hard solid body, & a longer & thicker than average cock which always got rock-solid! More than once I could taste & smell his wife's cuntjuice on his cock. One day I was out garage-saling & I pulled up at a house & there he (& his wife) sat, conducting their garage sale. He got a completely mortified expression on his face, recognizing me from the dirtybookstore, but I was nonchalant & just checked out the stuff in his garage. His wife was pretty, but I'm glad he still went in for suckjobs from me!

In response to your question; Should I feel bad? Absofuckinglutely NOT! And as for guys saying to you the following; ... Extremely poor manners -- Unnecessarily cruel -- Uneducated. If someone does not want to have sex with someone for whatever reason then that's fair enough, but in the name of common decency it is completely unacceptable in my humble opinion to display such vitriolic behaviour. U = Undetectable. Undetectable = Untransmittable. Fascinating that you went from receiving such animosity to getting fucked by two men as a result of updating your profile, neither of whom asked your status. The sheer irony. One would guess that maybe now a certain percentage of viewers of your profile are assuming you are on PrEP. You gave the date of your last bloodwork, and now state that you are medicated, thus more than enough information for you not to feel bad at all my friend. And yes, you are safer than those who don't know they are poz. You sound responsible enough to me. And a very Happy New Year to you 😊

Thanks for the follow evilcoyote. Always enjoy your posts.

In fact, I already really enjoy your artwork. The image above is one of my favorite suit and tie fetish images. I'd really like to see more.

Week ago last Thursday I was working late evening at the office. The office cleaners had made their arounds and it was quiet for a while. Then in the hall I saw this cute young hispanic guy. And I mean cute as a fucking button. He was part of the cleaning staff. Never saw him before. He looked in at me and stared into my eyes. Oh boy. I saw instantly where this could go and I got instantly horny. He walked off and I tidied up my desk really quick and went out to the rest room just down the hall. He watched me go in and I shut the door. Trying to figure out how to taste this boy without anyone else that might still be around catching us. I took a leak and went back to my office. I passed him in the hall and gave him a smile and a look to follow me. He came carefully into my office and I turned off the light and turned to him. He instantly pulled out his cock and started jerking off. I did the same and kissed him passionately. He was so beautiful. Just like candy. Knowing I probably couldn't fuck him I knelt and started sucking him off. Four minutes later he exploded in my mouth. He put his dick away and pulled up his pants. I opened the door and he slipped out to the hall. So damn hot. Hoping to see him again next time I'm there late evening.

One I have not seen before; [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/pushing-out-a-load-juicy-hole-41738791 A very short clip, yet very sweet indeed. And those cunt lips look exceptionally inviting to give a good chewing on! 🐷

I would love to have a local apartment for fucking. Guys would contribute to a fund for rent and could use it whenever they wanted. All bareback and anyone could join in so potential for groups and 3 ways all the time.

I'm POZ, so the need to have my guts marinate with cum really isn't required or enjoyed ... pig much more prefers to feel cumloads running down the inside of pig's thighs and over the taint and nutt sack. Now having said that; if I'm collecting loads because a DOM ordered pig to as part of play or for some particular reason and wants pig's hole plugged and returned once the requisite number of units has been collected then AWESOME! this pig will get loaded up and pluggeds and it will, with all the warm fuzzy feelings a good slut experiences for a job well done, open its hole and push out the creamy contents of its guts for HIM when pig returns ... and that pig does VERY much enjoy.

Part 7 - March 2016 To Byron it appeared Sam was pretty normal since he returned to London in January. Marcus had called to ask them to help out again. Their dance tutor realising it was an opportunity allowed them to skip a couple of lessons for rehearsals. The same dance crew turned up and Jack spotting Byron ran over lifting him in to the air hugging him. Over his shoulder Byron noticed the odd glances between Sam and Kurt, the coolness of how they said hello had him wondering if they had a falling out. Marcus saw the glint in Byron's eye as he went over to say hello and kissed him on the cheek. It was Kurt's voice interrupting them that stopped Marcus from wanting to kiss Byron properly, he had no idea what had come over him. Kurt hugged Byron and was biding his time not rushing in on him like he did with Sam, he was patient and knew in the end he would come running for him. It was almost as if you could smell the sexual desperation given off by Byron. The show was an afternoon gig filmed for TV. Sam was meeting up with his parents who had come in to the city to take him to dinner and catch up. Sam was angry inside and wanted to leash it on Kurt but couldn't do it in front of everyone. Kurt watched as Sam said good bye to Byron who insisted he was fine and could get home easily on the tube network. His opportunity came so easily, there was no way he was going to let this slip by. "Are you going home already?" Kurt asked appearing behind Byron. Byron turned going all shy being so close to Kurt "Yeah, I have classes tomorrow" he said trying to not look Kurt in the eye. "Don't be silly come and hang out, my hotel it is only round the corner" Kurt said quietly "please Byron". He was suckered in so quickly wanting to sex this man "Sure, just for a couple of hours" Byron replied. Byron said good bye to the crew and hugged Marcus then left the building waiting around the corner for Kurt. He appeared 10 minutes later smiling. Kurt was charming and so complimentary to Byron, he need not have bothered as Byron was already in the frame of mind to have wild sex with him. The reception of the hotel paid no attention to Kurt and Byron as they walked through and in to the elevator heading up to the 9th floor. The doors closed leaving the world behind, before the elevator even moved Kurt was on Byron feeling the sexual tension 'fuck Byron I want you' he said in between kissing Byron, spearing his tongue in to his mouth loving the joyful sound Byron made. The elevator pinged and Kurt released a ruffled up Byron. He fumbled with the key card delaying Byron who got inpatient with him. Pushed through the door in to the bedroom the arms of Kurt circled around his body and lifted him effortlessly into the air. Byron's face shot forward to Kurt's mouth kissing him passionately whilst the door was still closing, eventually the lock clicked in to place as Byron was dropped on the bed and Kurt began stripping his clothes and throwing them all over the room. Byron had his trousers and underwear around his ankles and Kurt removed them completely letting Byron remove his top. He ran his hands along Byron's body, up and down round and round, feeling every inch of the perfectly young muscled body. Kurt didn't need any words or even expect any talk, the lad laying on his bed was desperate for sex already leaking precum from his beautiful seven inch cock that bounced around. Kurt leaned over and took Byron's cock in his mouth hearing him groan in delight, he licked and sucked all the precum then moved up to Byron's mouth kissing him deeply. Byron's legs already hitched themselves around Kurt's thighs rubbing against his skin hoping to entice him to get on with the fucking. He took the hint and pushed Byron's legs over his head and spat on his hole several times watching his saliva run across Byron's perfectly quaint hole before diving in with this tongue. Byron squealed at the sensation, unexpecting this move his body didn't know what to make of it but it felt so good. He could feel Kurt's tongue circling his hole and probing depositing saliva and moistening him up. Kurt leaned forward and kissed Byron positioning his legs on the bed and holding Byron's legs over his body he moved his cock to within striking range. He eased the head up against the tight hole and teased it open pushing the head of his cock inside aided by his spit. Byron gasped 'fuck' he muttered and cried, a look of agony across his face as his ass was unnaturally forced open, he managed to mutter the word 'oh fuck' before Kurt's hand covered his mouth as he slowly jabbed and tore his way in to Byron's ass. He gripped Kurt's biceps, his fingers digging in pushing and trying to stop him, he pulled back slightly then pushed forward again forcing more of his eight inches in to Byron, Kurt released a massive moan feeling the ass surrounding his cock, stretching it wider as he went deeper. The fingers burned in to his biceps sensing his pubic hair had touched Byron's ass he pushed the last inch quickly and deep. Byron's body twisted and his back arched, the fingers stopped digging in to his flesh to be replaced by Byron now holding his biceps, his eyes watering from the sheer pain. Byron was hungry for it and he never expected it to hurt this much, but the power and desire to have sex won over and allowed him to endure the pain. Kurt released his hand over Byron's mouth and placed it on his shoulder holding him in place. Kurt moaned as he ground his hips up against Byron's ass 'You want me baby don't you' he asked looking Byron in the eye who nodded 'say it, tell me you want me to breed you' he said teasing Byron with jolts of his cock 'arrggghh' Byron said gripping the biceps again 'tell me Byron' he said again, 'fuck yes, I need it'. It was not good enough for Kurt he wanted to hear Byron say it 'tell me you want breeding Byron' this time he rolled his head back arching his back feeling Kurt's cock moving around inside him 'urrhhh god yes breed me' he replied. Kurt instantly leaned forward and kissed Byron 'I have wanted to breed you for so long' he said looking Byron in the eye and letting his hips begin their work. Byron relaxed his body feeling the a more pleasurable state of sex taking over, the strokes caressing inside his ass gently. Their lips meeting his mouth filled with Kurt's tongue as he sensually kissed him slowly he pulled out and in. His ass nicely adjusting to Kurt's cock his moans of pleasure barely audible, his hand moved around behind Kurt's neck. He felt the change in rhythm as Kurt began to pick up speed and fuck Byron even harder, Byron's hands grabbed hold of Kurt's hips almost pulling him in deeper. Kurt stretched his body up allowing his hips to slam hard in to Byron who cried and begged for more. He went back to kissing Byron again, never once missing a beat with his cock that was deep inside. Kurt repeatedly stretched his body up slamming hard two or three times then back to kissing and teasing Byron driving him wild in pleasure. Kurt's balls ached wanting to explode, this was no ordinary fuck, he felt connected with Byron. He strained trying to control releasing to early but his 5 day pent up load wanted to breed. Grabbing Byron's hands he pinned them above his head and leaned forward, Byron gasped and moaned as Kurt began rapidly pounding, precum tinged pink trickled out as Kurt held him unrelentingly pumping harder. Suddenly Byron rolled his head back again his body twisting, Kurt felt the twitching in his ass and knew Byron was going to orgasm. He cried and grabbed Kurt hard around his neck, he cock spewing copious amounts of seed across his chest and bed, his ass muscle twitching intensified and brought Kurt over the edge and he slammed in deep and hard catching Byron off guard. Kurt looked down at Byron staring deep in to his eyes 'fuck yes baby, gonna breed ya good' he said, his cock began rapid firing his five day load, the toxic load shot out splattering against Byron's anal wall hitting the fissures and tears coating them in his toxic semen. His orgasm lasting nearly 30 seconds, his body tensing every time he released forcing his cock deeper before his balls stopped contracting and relaxed. Kurt slowly massaged Byron's ass allowing him to feel the cock inside of his body. Byron wiped his watering eye, panting heavily he held on to Kurt whilst he nursed the seed deeper in to his body. Kurt collapsed on top on Byron and slipped his arms around him, he smiled looking at Byron where they laid enveloped around each others bodies. He stroked Byron's face 'perfect gift for a perfect guy' he said kissing Byron hard. His two hours turned in to an overnight where he ended up taking 4 more loads before he had to call time from a painfully sore ass. Byron walked along the street approaching the flat a different person, he couldn't believe he behaved so slutty last night and begged to be fucked time after time with Kurt. The man was an animal he laughed to himself putting the key in the door. He showered and went to his first class, Sam had already left and he wondered how he was going to explain his absence last night. Sam never questioned or asked about that night but he did wonder if his friendship was cooling off with Byron. As the summer come around Byron was doing a 2 week run in a singing and dancing show incorporating tap. As much as he tied to persuade Sam to audition he flat refused reminding Byron that his tap was no where as good. Sam's first love of dance was ballet and he was doing two performances a week in a production of Swan Lake in Hammersmith that was to run for 5 months. Byron sat at the audition that May afternoon, fanning himself with a brochure feeling uncomfortably hot. For the first time he failed an audition as his voice gave out after the first verse of the song. He apologised and said he appeared to be coming down with a cold and left for home. Sam walked in to find Byron vomiting in the toilet. "That's an extreme way to maintain your figure" Sam joked before he realised that Byron looked sick. Byron walked back to bed "Reckon this is flu I have got?" before remembering Jack's warning about Kurt. Sam sat on his bed "I've seen those symptoms' before" he said in a quiet voice. Byron looked over at him "What is it?" he asked. Sam shuffled on the bed "Have you had sex with anyone?" he asked feeling embarrassed. Byron looked at Sam and nodded "Yes, it was a mad moment, we didn't even discuss condoms". That was enough indication to Sam that Byron was gay "Oh Byron" Sam broke down crying and hugging him. "What's that for?" Byron asked looking at Sam. Sam wiped his eyes "I didn't know for sure if you were" he said "gay I mean". Byron held Sam's hand "Are you then, as I could never really tell?" he asked Sam nodded and looked up at Byron "I think you need to visit a clinic" he suggested. Byron looked Sam in the eye and nodded "I think I have contracted HIV" he said. "Do you know who it was?" Sam asked Byron getting off the bed and fetching some clothes for Byron. Byron nodded "Yes, I spent a night with Kurt" he confessed. Sam looked at Byron "A night, well at least yours wasn't a 15 minute fuck in a toilet cubicle" he said. Byron stood "Oh" he replied then looked at him "Oh my god did you and he as well?" he asked Sam nodded "Yes when you and Jack went out for dinner that night and left us in the studio". Byron put all the pieces together and hugged Sam hard. Two weeks later Sam hugged Byron who was having a breakdown receiving confirmation that he had indeed contracted HIV. Byron had decided to hold off medication until he needed to go on it, in his anger he fired off a text to Kurt releasing his anger and warning him not to come near Sam or him again. Sam was enjoying sex on the odd occasion at weekends, importantly his friendship with Byron was stronger than ever. Both wanted each other but neither would broach the subject, instead they both landed work up until December. Sam walked in to the flat after finishing to find Byron sat on his bed miles away "What's wrong?" he said Byron looked up "Nothing" he replied "well sort of. It's Stefan, I have to tell him but I am worried". Sam sat down next to him "I thought he loved you unconditionally, isn't that what you said?" he replied. "Yeah, but this might put a wall between us" Byron said wiping his eyes. Sam looked at him "Did... I mean well, you and him?" he asked trying to find the words. "No, god no" Byron chuckled "he is straight I told you that" he said trying to keep a straight face. Sam laughed "Yeah but he dumped his girlfriend for you. So you never did anything?" he asked again Byron shrugged "Maybe, but not sex, we sleep together and he sort of kissed me once with a chocolate" he smiled. Sam slapped Byron's leg laughing "Come on lets go out and eat I am starving".

ABSOLUTELY ALWAYS ABSORB

Christmas Day, Got a message from a guy passing through West Michigan on his way home to Chicago. He was planning on stopping at a rest area and asked if I’d be up for meeting him. He told me when and where, and sent me a cock pic of a nice thick 7.5 dick. I cleaned up and headed out, only knowing he’d be driving a red ford truck. We lucked out in Michigan, and it was almost 60 degrees, so a pair of sweatpants (commando of course) and a sweatshirt was more than enough. 20 minutes later I’m pulling into the rest stop. He’s leaning against his truck smoking, and nods at me before stamping out his cig and motioning for me to follow him. He had parked in front of the dumpsters, which were surrounded by a wooden fence and bumped up against a wooded area, so the area behind them was conveniently hidden from anyone who didn’t intentional go back there. All I had seen was his dick pic, but I was pleasantly surprised to see that he was very attractive. Almost my height (which is rare, since I’m 6’6”), total dad bod, and the salt and pepper scruff to match, with his John Deer baseball cap pulled low, and big fucking hands, which I find VERY hot. he doesn’t waste time or words, just unzips and pulls out his cock, which up close is bigger than I thought from the pic. I drop to my knees and start sucking, but he stops me pretty quickly. His next words got me instantly hard in my sweats: “hands behind your back, stick out your tongue, and don’t fucking puke on my shoes faggot”, and then he wrapped those huge hands around my head and forced his cock down my throat. He was brutal, barely giving me time to breath before wedging his cock back down my throat. Now, getting throatfucked is probably one of my favorite things in the world, but I do have a gag reflex, so I was a crying, drooling, sloppy mess by the time he was ready to fuck. He stepped behind me, got on his knees and pushed me forward so I was face down ass up. He pushes my sweats down, spits a few times on my hole and fingers some a bit, before I hear him pull back and the distinct sound of a condom being opened can be heard. now, we hadn’t discussed condoms, since I usually leave the decision up to the top, but I hate them. I feel like a bottoms role is to take loads, and condoms deprive the bottom of that purpose, so I was obviously disappointed, but apparently i wasn’t the only one with those thoughts. From our left came another voice. I guess while I was being throatfucked, another guy had wandered back to where we were and had been watching. I heard him say to the guy behind me “he’s a cumdump, man. You don’t use a condom with a cumdump, you go in raw and breed that pussy.” My guy was quiet for a couple seconds before he tossed the condom on the ground by my face and pushed forward, sliding his cock up into my hole raw and wet, like it should be. He was thick, so it hurt at first, but very quickly I was blissed out and moaning. Just like with my throat, he was brutal with my ass, deep dicking me hard and fast, bruising my insides with his fat cock head. It wasn’t long before he leaned forward, one hand pushing my head into the ground as he leaned forward to get more leverage. Another minute and he growled out “fucking take that load, you fucking faggot!” I could feel his cock twitching as he dumped his load up in my guts. Took a minute to catch his breath, then pulled out and zipped up and walked away. I heard his truck door shut before he fired it up and left. I was still on the ground catching my breath when I noticed the other guy, who I had totally forgotten about while I was getting used. He grinned at me and I grinned back, before he walked over and said “Your welcome. Dude was about to put on a condom, but any good top can recognize a breeding fag when he sees one.” “Thanks man,” I replied, “I would’ve hated to drive out here just to get fucked by a condom” ”I figured.” He knelt down behind me and I could here his belt buckle, “I’m pretty big, but you’re gonna be a good boy and let me seed that cunt, right?” I just lifted my ass and spread my cheeks, and he laughed as he shifted forward, his cockhead pushing at my hole. I was wet enough that there wasn’t much resistance, and he went balls deep in one long slide. I could tell he wasn’t as thick as the other guy, but he was longer by what felt like a lot. He was also much more vocal, talking about seeding my cunt, giving me daddy’s load, breeding my slutty pussy, etc. it went on for a while before he finally grunted and pushed in all the way, twitching and spilling inside me. He continued to be very vocal, “yeah boy, there’s what you wanted, that seed up inside you” after he pulled out, he was much more personable than the first guy, and we actually exchanged info so we could try and meet up again. So, two loads later, I got in my car and headed home. A very merry Christmas to me!

I just chatted yesterday with a guy from BZ about meeting up at the end of January coming up. He said I would be conversion #13 should we connect and I get knocked up. I am so hard just thinking about it.

I didn't expect any action at all over the holidays with regulars probably busy with family/friends and stuff. So it was a nice surprise several still had a need to breed. Christmas Eve a buddy asked for an after-work fuck. Just had enough time prepping when I got home from work. Didn't take too long but 10 minutes of hard doggy pounding and the right angle made me squirt before he dumped his load. Christmas Day I got a text from a regular who said he had time to spare before going to Christmas dinner. Was I interested in some fun? He showed up an hour late all suited up. The next 45 minutes he spent hammering my hole and shot two loads. Asked if he could take a shower and then rushed out. I hadn't cum (had been on the edge but didn't) and was horny as fuck afterwards but try to find a hook-up on Christmas Day online. Impossible. So jerked off afterwards. Thursday (also a day off here) a recent new buddy. Also had an appointment but was horny. Fuck-chat-suck-fuck-chat-suck-fuck for an hour and a half. Also dumped two loads before he left. And left me in bliss after making me cum handsfree twice! It were Happy Holidays indeed.

Part 5 - September 2015 Sam sat in the audition room with Byron, they had both been called to a dance audition for a pop singer on her London gig as two dancers had to pull out. At 19 years old they were still young and managed to get parts mostly in the west end and began to get a name for themselves. This would be the first time they would be dancing together for a year. Byron had kept his sexuality from Sam, it was something they never really discussed but sort of knew each other well enough to guess what was really hidden underneath. They had become closer as friends and were often mistaken as a couple. Sam had helped Byron through his ballet exam and Byron helped Sam through tap and modern dance. They still had 1 year of training to complete and remained in the same flat a few doors away from Mountview. They were to meet the rest of the male dancers and audition with them. Jack was the first to appear who was 21 years old and almost the spitting image of Sam with the same hair but marginally taller. His body was fit beyond words and Byron was in love, the tattoos up both arms along with his looks made him sexually menacing he thought. He was the kind of man you dreamt about and letting him have his wicked way with you. Kurt opened the door and walked in with no t-shirt on, his chest hair cropped covering an amazingly ripped body, shaved head and biceps that Byron could only imagine how they felt around his body. He was average looking but then with a body like his you didn't worry about looks. A few tattoos adorned over his shoulder and that was it, at 24 he was the oldest dancer there. It was the way he looked at both Byron and Sam when he walked in, almost giving approval of how sexy they both looked sat there. Marcus walked in after Kurt, at 21 years old he was stunningly hot causing both Byron and Sam to stare at him as he made his way towards them. Byron stood to meet him, standing the same height his jet black hair and blue eyes suited him perfectly. With pale skin smoothly accentuating the muscles on his arms, everything about him melted Byron's heart. He almost wanted to bang his head on the wall thinking how much of a slut he was becoming in his head seeing all these men that he wanted to bed one after the other and end up scoring them out of 10. "Sam, Byron, I'm Marcus, this is Kurt and Jack" he said without waiting "Let's see what you got". Sam was directed to Kurt "Hi Sam, I'm going to take you through the first routine" he said sizing Sam up. Byron a little disappointed got Jack "Hi Byron" he said hugging him "We will be doing the same". They were warmly welcomed in to the dance group and within half an hour Marcus was delighted to tell them they were in for the show in a weeks time. Every evening was spent rehearsing and Byron had all 6 numbers down by the third night. Sam was picking them up but the middle number was still causing him some frustration. "Want to grab a bite to eat" Jack asked Byron sitting down watching Kurt and Sam. "Yes that would be nice" Byron replied having grown to like Jack a lot "What about Sam?" he asked. Jack looked over "I think he has a few more hours. I think Kurt has a fancy for him" he said sniggering. Byron looked at Jack "I don't think Sam is gay" he said quietly. Jack chuckled "Kurt will find out" he replied "I like him to work with but outside he can be devious". Byron called over to Sam "Were going to get some food are you coming?" he asked. Sam shook his head "No not until I got this last routine down" he replied glancing at Kurt. Jack stood and got his jacket as they left the room "What did you mean about Kurt?" Byron asked. "Just that Kurt is a barebacker when it comes to sex" Jack replied closing the door to the studio. "Barebacker?" Byron asked "Oh right you mean no condom" he caught on "Isn't that risky" he replied. Jack laughed "Definitely with Kurt" he said and Byron glazed over the point being made. Byron nodded "So tell me about the rest of you" he asked as they walked outside the building. Over dinner Jack and Byron just seemed to gel together and ending up striking a friendship that would go on for years to come. He was shocked when Jack explained he and Marcus were also HIV positive but not due to Kurt. He was amazed how prolific sex was with male dancers, bi, straight, gay they all fucked around and sexuality was never questioned. Jack went on to explain that most dancers got extremely horny after shows and needed a way to release the energy, so sex was just sex no matter what gender. Byron paid closer interest when Jack would talk about Marcus and how he had come from a wealthy family in Boston, dropping out from going to Harvard business school to pursue his love of dancing, his family upset wanted nothing more to do with him. He finished by saying that Marcus went off the rails and was easy prey for the more experienced dancers until Kurt stepped in. Kurt took Marcus under his wing and trained him both mentally, bodily and dance wise. Byron was no longer worried about leaving Sam with Kurt having heard this. How wrong he was, on the American dance scene Kurt was notorious for bedding dancers and they kept out of his reach. He was poz and toxic, he didn't care about medication and was out for a good time breeding guys. His eight inch thick cut prime meat was perfect for young dancers who couldn't get enough of him and often came back for seconds and thirds. "Come on concentrate Sam I know you can do this" Kurt said again as Sam lost the routine halfway through. Sam stopped "I need a breather for a minute" he replied annoying Kurt. "You won't get a breather on stage Sam" Kurt replied sharply frustrating Sam even more. "Fuck" Sam said walking over and taking a swig of water "I need the toilet" he said walking out. Kurt grabbed his towel and wiped the sweat from his head and chest and walked out of the studio across the hall, he opened the toilet door watching Sam splashing cold water on his face. "I'm sorry Kurt, just give me a minute" Sam said wiping his face with a paper towel. Kurt walked over "Your to stressed out Sam" he said standing behind putting his hands on Sam's shoulder. Sam rolled his head back immediately turned on from his touch "I will get it tonight" he said. Kurt kissed his neck "You certainly will" he replied moving closer and feeling Sam's body tense up. Kurt turned Sam around to face him, he found himself looking in to Kurt's eyes. His face very close, his body tingling like electricity flowing between them, he could feel the warmth from Kurt's body. Kurt grabbed Sam's hand and moved it over his cock 'Would this help, you feel how turned on I am?, I want you Sam' he quietly said looking him in the eye. Sam felt the hardness against the palm of his hand, they gay in him surfaced nodding to Kurt. His face moved closer until their lips almost touched. Sam was terrified but it was what he wanted since first laying eyes on Kurt. He had no time to question feeling his lips being forced apart by Kurt's mouth, he melted and wanted him, his mouth parting accepting Kurt. His eyes fluttering closed, his mouth filling with Kurt's tongue, deeper and deeper, he could taste him, smell him and sense him. Kurt pulled back teasingly knowing exactly what he was doing, Sam was by far the easiest to fall for him which excited Kurt even more. Hungrily their mouths attached to each other again, harder and more forceful with his kissing that took Sam off guard for a split second. His body enclosed in the arms of Kurt who began pushing him towards the toilet cubicle. Gladly Sam moved almost hurrying to make it happen. Pushing past the door they stumbled as Kurt closed and bolted it shut, he could not run and had no where to go now, his fate was already sealed. The hands appeared from no where all over his body, feeling and touching, arousing him even further, Sam was a melting pot of desire, every fibre of his being alive and yearning. He felt his shorts roughly tugged down exposing his cock and ass for Kurt, his hands roamed over his cock and gently caressed it. Sam moaned loudly feeling he was about to burst, the hand made it's way to his balls gently squeezing them and passing over them. His eyes snapped open and he gave a moaning yelp feeling Kurt's finger push in to his hole, he tried to grab hold of Kurt's hand to stop it. By the time he grabbed hold of his arm he had relaxed and was moaning in to Kurt's mouth as his finger gently massaged the inside of his ass, his back arched out pushing up against Kurt's chest kissing him deeper. His hand roaming over Kurt's covered cock but he could feel the manliness of it, hard and thick ready to devour him. He winced as Kurt withdrew his finger and spun Sam around facing the cubicle wall, his body being pressed up against it by Kurt. Sam moaned as Kurt kissed his neck almost biting him 'oh fuck me' Sam said out of nowhere. Kurt pulled his shorts down and rubbed his cock against Sam's ass letting him feel what was coming, edging closer and closer 'You want me to breed you?' Kurt whispered in to his ear 'oh yes' his body wanted sex badly, it didn't care how. It just needed it. Sam opened his eyes wide 'Arrgggghhh' he cried out feeling the head sharply pushing in to his ass. Kurt held Sam's arms up against the cubicle wall pinning his legs against his, he gasped for breath feeling his ass stretching open as Kurt pushed again. The pain seemed to hit every part of his body, moaning and whimpering louder as Kurt fed him more of his cock. It seemed to go on forever as he fought through the pain, he wanted it to stop but his ass pushed back for more. His neck almost wet from the kissing and biting Kurt was deploying to detract him from pain and knowledge that he was not wearing a condom. Finally Sam let out a loud moan and gasp feeling Kurt's balls pushing against his ass, the pain receding from the rest of his body concentrating it to the source. The squeals he emitted every time Kurt clenched his ass pushing in then out just sounded like cries of happiness in his ears. Slowly he picked up speed holding Sam's arms tighter, Sam turned his head wanting to kiss Kurt who obliged easing off the fucking for a moment. Kurt repositioned his legs and began fucking Sam harder and faster 'that's it, is that what you want?' he whispered to him breathing heavily in his ear, 'Oh yes, uhmmm, fuck me Kurt' he replied in between his moans and gasps. Kurt was never one for holding back, his sexual state was taking over to breed this young guy. He could feel his orgasm building, the whimpering from Sam eased and replaced by the occasional grunt when Kurt bottomed out. Sam fixated on the cubicle wall was powerless to resist even though he didn't want to. He felt the change in fucking as Kurt now began bottoming out constantly and rapidly, his breathing becoming deeper and rapid. Sam's eyes began watering from the deep fucking he was now experiencing, his body seemed to be loving every moment of it. Suddenly he gasped feeling the full weight of Kurt pushing up like he was trying to split Sam in half. Kurt moaned loudly holding his cock deep as he felt the pulses raging up the shaft of his cock reaching the head as he pushed up harder feeling the first release of his toxic seed firing in to the young body, the second pulse just a big releasing more seed and breeding Sam deep, deeper and deeper he went with every contraction jettisoning more seed 'You gettin bred baby' he moaned his head collapsing up against Sam's. Sam felt the pulses in his ass moaning in delight feeling a man orgasming inside his body 'oh fuck' he quietly said with sharp gasps every time Kurt pushed his cock up deeper 'breeding you real deep baby' he whispered 'that's just what you needed'. Kurt kissed Sam's neck and pulled his cock out 'Arrggghh' Sam cried out as the head plopped out from his ass. He breathed resting his forehead against the cubicle wall as Kurt let go of him and wiped his cock on some toilet paper smiling as he flushed it away seeing the blood against the whiteness of the paper. Sam turned to see Kurt leaning against the other side of the cubicle "Dam your hot" Kurt said. Sam looked at him "Thank you" he stammered, he went to kiss Kurt but he unlocked and opened the door. "Back to the studio" Kurt said without looking back leaving Sam there dumbstruck. He walked back in to the studio a few minutes later, when he touched his hole it felt a little sore but there was nothing to clean up. Kurt acted as if nothing had happened and stood there waiting for Sam to pick up where they left off. Sam felt embarrassed about the whole sex thing, this was something he definitely didn't want to tell Byron so he kept quiet. Sam was not fortunate enough to have known exactly what Kurt meant during their 15 minutes of passion. But Kurt got Sam through the routine that night and they enjoyed a great evening performing at the gig and meeting the pop star. Marcus was so impressed by them that he said he would call on them next time he was in town and needing dancers. Byron and Sam got on well with the dance group and they all swapped mobile numbers. Kurt though was now on a mission to nail Byron, he saw him as a challenge but also strangely he actually fancied him. Byron though was more taken by Marcus and Jack and had successfully evaded him over the last few weeks.

It's not about being "PC". There's A LOT on this site that isn't PC. It's about staying within the limits of the law. I've said it before and I'll say it again (over and over)… Who you vote for makes a difference in your sexual freedoms. Who your friends and family vote for makes a difference in your sexual freedoms. Don't think you can ignore politics and then come on a board like this and complain that your freedoms are being limited. You, your friends, and your family members limited those freedoms when you voted the wrong lawmakers into office. Oh, and it's just going to get worse. About a week ago 4 Senators asked Attorney General Barr to do more obscenity prosecutions (conservative source, liberal source). Obscenity isn't just about images – text can be "obscene" as well. Barr was a big proponent of obscenity prosecutions when he worked in the Justice Department in the Bush (Sr) administration. If Trump gets a second term we're likely to go back to those rather dark days. And it's not just a problem in the US. Britain is trying to regulate porn (though it's temporarily failed), Australia wants to regulate porn, etc. The rules on this site are there to keep things legal and to keep the site off the radar of aggressive conservative groups. This is why the moderation of this site is "somewhat aggressive" and why that will continue to be the case with the sites I'm building. I don't need problems. If you become a problem, then you're no longer welcome here. This is a private site, there is no right to free speech. Free speech means you can start your own site and possibly face lawsuits and jail if you don't police it properly.

I've always wanted to find someone into Jiu Jitsu who can properly choke me out. The closest I managed was when a semi regular top brought another top to fuck me. He saw my gas mask (which I mostly use for poppers, but also want to be tied and a top to pump them into the mask until a pass out) and while I was on my back with his bare cock balls deep in me he wrapped both hands round my neck and choked me hard. He wouldn't go so far as my passing out though unfortunately even though I said he could if he wanted. But I've also had the fantasy for as long as I can remember to be slipped something and fucked bb while I'm unconscious. That needs a whole lot of trust though, or a genuine stranger doing it for their kicks.

Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 9 I watched Daddy walk towards us. Holding the shard packed pipe, he lit it up and took some hits. “Get cuntboy’s jock off puppy,” Daddy smiled handing him a knife. “No need to release his restraints, he’s got plenty of ‘em. ” “MMMMM...” puppy moaned... flashing an evil grin, he pulled on my straining wet pouch and cut the straps at bottom... releasing my cock and balls. “Shit yeah!!” I yelled feeling my balls hit my pumped up cunt lips. I moaned. My hungry cunt lips pulsed...attempting to suck them inside of me. Exhaling a cloud, Daddy chuckled... I saw that smile... a new thought had entered his mind...and he gave me a wink. I bucked... “Careful cuntboy,” puppy ordered, holding the knife to the waistband and cut it off me. Puppy wiped the remnants of my jockstrap on my body... soaking up my sweat and dropped it on my pecs. Immediately, I looked back up to the mirror. There I was, even more exposed with no jockstrap... Puppy grabbed hold of my cock and balls, moving them aside, completely revealing my cunt. As Daddy cranked up the bottom half of the sling, I studied my cunt lips... the first guiche ring now partially obscured by the puffiness the rosebud pumper had created. “Looks good cuntboy,” puppy said approvingly. “I got four years on you... but damn..” “Fucking spun out cuntboy...” Daddy grinned, putting the newly repacked pipe to my lips and fired up the torch. I inhaled deeply, keeping my eyes locked on Daddy. “Give it to me, cuntboy...” Daddy ordered. “Feed me thoses thick white clouds...” I groaned, seeing the white trail escaping my mouth and snaking into his... he kissed me. Dropping on all fours, puppy yelled, “AWWW FUCK...” and arched his back exposing his thick cunt lips. Pulling away from me, Daddy smiled, “Shit yeah...” and walked over to puppy handing him the pipe and torch. “Light up puppy...” Daddy laughed. After puppy took a few hits, Daddy fell to one knee and pulled those beautiful dripping cunt lips to his mouth... blowing the smoke into his wet dripping cunt. Feeling the warmth of the cloud fill his cunt, puppy gasped. Rising, Daddy grabbed the pipe and torch. “Have some more cuntboy...” Daddy ordered... holding it to my waiting mouth. Satisfied after I took a few more hits, Daddy set down the pipe. Staring at sweat soaked jockstrap, Daddy sneered, “Puppy! COME!” as he pointed down to the floor directly in front of him. Reaching Daddy, puppy moaned, his head bent forward and began worshipping the black leather boots in front of him. “SIT!” Daddy commanded...puppy sat back on his haunches. ”Shit yeah!” I exclaimed... seeing my alpha lost in total control by Daddy. “Good boy.” Placing the leash on puppy’s collar, Daddy patted his head and grabbed the yellow jockstrap and pushed it into puppy’s mouth. “There ya go boy, taste your cuntboy’.” Growling, puppy bit down on the wet material and turned to me... showing me that, although he was my alpha, we were both Daddy’s property. “Fucking cunt! I yelled, acknowledging I was nothing but a cunt to Daddy and puppy. “COME!...” Daddy pulled on the leash and led puppy next to my legs. “SIT!...” Daddy walked over to the shelves and puppy began to whimper. I couldn’t understand...puppy had never acted like this before. Daddy reached over to one of the tubs of lube stacked on the shelf...only this one had a black X on it...and took a handful. He turned...holding a black silicone puppy tail. His left hand, smeared in the lube, held the 8” plug...fingers wrapped around the narrow base as his right hand moved up and down the foot-long upright tail. As Daddy neared, a muffled growl came from puppy... “PRESENT CUNT!” Daddy demanded as he bent down and began working puppy’s cunt lips. “GRRRR!” puppy growled, feeling Daddy’s lubed up hand stretching out his cunt lips allowing the plug easy access to his cunt. Slapping my alpha’s ass, Daddy pushed the plug in and puppy yelped. Turning around, puppy instinctually remained on his hands and knees...or should I say paws... his throbbing cunt lips causing his tail to wag. His entire body posture had changed... his back arched... legs slightly spread due to the plug now pushing against the walls of his cunt. Puppy stared me down with those pitch black pupils, tightly grasping my jock in his teeth... saliva dripping from his chin. “That lube’s full of crystal cuntboy,” Daddy explained, “puppy goes into his own head when he feels that burn in his cunt.” I lay there taking in the sight... my alpha had transformed into a fucking animal! Ordering puppy to stay, Daddy stood between my legs. Pulling my ball sack and gently squeezing, he smiled. “The first time I saw your balls, I knew what I wanted for you.” I moaned... my sack was always a source of pride. My balls hung down low... my left ball dangled below my cockhead as the right gently rested on the left one. I remember strutting through the locker room in high school. The guys would try not to look but I would catch them sneaking a quick look...some of them a bit longer than others... Releasing my sack, Daddy pulled over a metal stand and hung a saline bag on it, “Don’t worry cuntboy, you’re not the first I’ve done this on,” he reassure me, “You’ll be fine... more than fine. Your sack is perfect. I’ve got a couple of 250ml bags of saline and we’ll see how it goes after the first.” After putting on gloves, Daddy tore open the packaging of a swab. Lifting my sack, Daddy gently began massaging my balls. “Aww shit!,” I moaned as I felt the coolness of the antiseptic against the skin of my sack. He smiled... releasing the flow lock on the IV tube, clearing the line and needle of any air. Stopping the flow, Daddy looked at me, “Ready cuntboy? Ready for some fucking bull balls?” “Do it Daddy!” I begged, “Fucking do it!” I inhaled as the needle entered my sack above my balls. Securing it, he released the needle and resumed the flow. After a moment, I noticed a dull burning sensation inside my sack. I groaned... not from any pain... but from knowing that I was evolving... Taking off the gloves, Daddy tossed them into the garbage. “Relax cuntboy and let the saline do its job,” Daddy told me as he handed me the pipe for another hit. Taking the pipe, Daddy walked over to the bed and settled back against the headboard. Daddy took another hit as he held his cock, “Puppy come!” Immediately, puppy scrambled over... tail wagging wildly...and jumped between Daddy’s legs. “Who’s a good boy?!” Daddy laughed, “Release!” as he playfully held puppy’s face and pulled the yellow pouch out of his mouth. Holding the soaked material, Daddy grabbed puppy’s jock pouch and shoved the yellow mass inside... creating an even bigger bulge. Pushing puppy’s mouth onto his hard cock, Daddy playfully asked, “Whadda think boy? You want a fucking huge sack too?” Puppy barked. ”Fuck yeah!“ I responded for my alpha... imagining myself worshipping puppy’s massive sack. Grabbing his head, Daddy pushed puppy down to his balls, “With all this talk of balls... work on mine for a while boy.” Puppy moaned as his tongue began lapping on Daddy’s full balls. “Fuck yeah... lap up that sweaty crotch.” Daddy moaned, “You like that don’t you? Yeah... fucking pup pig...” Puppy went wild... As I watched puppy servicing Daddy, I’d occasionally look up... watching the fluid draining from the bag through the tube and into my sack... At first, I couldn’t tell the difference, but after a bit, it began to show. The feeling of increasing weight, pressure and size was indescribable! My sack began to expand. Once I could feel my sack stretching, I couldn’t take my eyes off it. After a while, I growled as I witnessed my sack had grown to the size of a baseball. My balls still hung down due to my low hangers but now they were engulfed in pool of saline forming a large hanging mass. Seeing the results, Daddy remarked, “Fuck yeah... cuntboy... I think that’s good for now. Whadda ya think puppy? You like cuntboy’s new look?” Daddy teased as he left the bed, leading puppy by his leash and stood between my knees admiring his handiwork. Daddy held my sack examining it... playing with the weight and feel as he removed the needle. Daddy began undoing my wrist restraints, “OK cuntboy, time for you to see the results.” he said tossing another yellow swimmer jock on my pecs and released my ankles. I slowly climbed off the sling... feeling the motion of my heavy sack swinging between my legs and hitting my thighs. Glancing over to the corner mirror, I let out a long breath. “Go on cuntboy,” Daddy encouraged, “Take a look at yourself.” I walked over to the mirror, getting a full-length view of myself. I spread my legs and began to swing my pendulous balls around. I growled...amazed at what I had become. I felt the weight of the saline pulling my sack even further away from my body and I was hypnotized... I couldn’t look away. There I was! Daddy’s cuntboy... I scooped up my balls in both hands... feeling the weight and girth. I wanted this... “Thank you Daddy!” I groaned... looking at his face reflected in the mirror. “Get that jock on cuntboy.” Daddy laughed. Stepping into the jockstrap, I watched the yellow material stretch to its limits as I pulled the waistband up over my huge bulge. I stood there examining myself in the mirror... my full pouch nestled in my cupped hands. The pouch now barely concealed my cock...let alone my entire sack. I turned around... seeing Daddy standing there... taking me in... I smiled. “DROP CUNTBOY!” Daddy yelled. I hesitated for a bit from the change in his demeanor, but I went down on all fours and turned around... presenting my cunt. “Good cuntboy...” Daddy smiled, “Your instincts are kicking in... but you’re still hesitating.” In this position, I could see myself in the mirror... Daddy standing, arms crossed and legs spread, next to puppy with the leash in his hand behind me. Then I caught sight of my yellow bulge hanging between my legs... my hips moved causing the pouch to swing. “Let’s go boy,” Daddy ordered, leading puppy. Hearing Daddy’s gravelly voice, I snapped out of it and watched Daddy bring puppy right beside me. “RELEASE!” Daddy commanded and puppy let the soaked yellow jock out of his mouth...dropping it on the floor. “CUNTBOY, TAKE THAT JOCK...FUCKING TAKE IT!” Daddy yelled. I immediately grabbed it with my mouth, knowing I didn’t have permission to get up. My lips began pulling in the material and I inhaled as much as I could...tasting the fluids that it had absorbed and holding it in my teeth. The taste was fantastic...a mixture of my body’s sweat and puppy’s saliva. I started to suck on it, swallowing the moisture. Satisfied, Daddy released puppy’s leash and grabbed the knife. Holding the red waistband, Daddy cut the band and straps...the red jock dropped to the floor... releasing puppy’s pulsing cock from its confines. “What do ya think cuntboy? You like my dog...” Daddy teased. All I could do was let out a loud moan as my hips started rocking back and forth... offering my cunt. “SIK ‘em, puppy!” Daddy ordered... puppy scrambled to my cunt and began lapping. A loud moan escaped his mouth as he fed on my cunt juices. I pushed back... wanting to feel his tongue inside my cunt. Daddy stood there... intensely watching his raging pup consume my cunt. Suddenly, I felt puppy’s paws on my back... his forelimbs locked around my shoulders... He took hold of the nape of my neck with his teeth as I felt his cockhead at my cunt. I grunted... trying not to release the jockstrap in my mouth. I felt the total weight of my alpha on top of me. “Looks like you’re about to be cunted,” Daddy laughed. In one fell swoop, puppy thrust his cock into my dripping cunt as his jaws kept me pinned. I bucked... trying to take every inch of that cock inside me. “Fucking good boys,” Daddy muttered as he took in the sight of my assault...watching the sweat pouring from our bodies. I had never been fucked like this before... it was primal. The pounding of my cunt continued as the wet slapping sound of puppy’s torso against my back filled the room. I could feel this tit rings and harness roughly rubbing against my back. My cunt lips milked puppy’s fat cock... until I felt it begin to tense. My cunt muscles instinctively clenched, holding onto the throbbing cock as I felt a warm rush of cum feeding me. “AWWW FUUUCK!” puppy exclaimed as he fell on my back. We remained like that for awhile...almost as if we were knotted... Grabbing his cock, Daddy released a stream of piss onto puppy’s face, “DISMOUNT!” he yelled. Climbing off me, puppy took a final lap of my cunt, returned to his position next to me and moved his piss covered face to mine. Taking a bite of the jock in my mouth, he grunted and began pulling it into his mouth as I released it. “Cuntboy...” Daddy sighed as he held my chin, pulling my face to him. Looking up into his eyes, he smiled and placed the red jockstrap gently into my mouth. I moaned. ”Look,” Daddy said gently and stood back pointing towards the mirror. Puppy and I stared ahead into the mirror. There I was... a collared cuntboy next to my alpha... his red jockstrap in my mouth with the yellow piping of my harness securely around my hard pecs and collar serving as the background. I took in puppy in his red piped collar. He was my opposite...yellow jockstrap in his mouth and the red piped harness presenting his full pecs. As we stared into the mirror... Daddy approached us, two leashes in hand. He fastened them to our collars leading us to the bed. “You first puppy, present cunt.” Daddy patted the bed. Puppy quickly jumped on, cunt towards the headboard with tail wagging. Snapping on a pair of black latex gloves, Daddy climbed on and motioned me to join them. Settling in, Daddy’s left hand began to work my cunt. I arched my back, giving him more access as a couple of slick fingers pushed past my cunt lips pushing a gob of lube into my cunt. Without warning, a burning sensation filled my cunt. Daddy laughed, “X marks the spot cuntboy.” My cunt was throbbing… Even when I slammed, my cunt’s hunger had never been like this. I wanted to yell out... beg for my cunt to be filled... stretched out! Daddy continued playing with my cunt until he suddenly stopped. I tensed. I didn’t want it to end. I whimpered. “Relax cuntboy.” Daddy reassured me as he held the base of puppy’s tail with his right hand. Suddenly, puppy let out a yelp... dropping the yellow jock on the rubber sheet as Daddy pulled the large plug out of his cunt. Feeling his cunt lips slowly contract, puppy immediately went for the jock and took it back into his mouth. Daddy began working both our cunts... my mind totally concentrating on the instinctual hunger emanating from my cunt... the longing to be filled. I pushed back. My cunt lips began sucking on Daddy’s fingers. Already loosened by puppy’s pounding, I felt Daddy’s four fingers enter me as his thumb worked its way around my cunt lips. Feeling puppy’s sweat slicked body against me, I growled... knowing that he was experiencing the same thing I was. Then, with a slow steady push, our cunts stretched and accepted our Daddy’s fists inside us. “FUUCK YEAH!” Daddy growled claiming his property. Pulling his right fist out of puppy, Daddy grabbed the lube and coated the arm invading my cunt. Turning his wrist, he went in deeper and held his fist there. I tensed... Slowly twisting his wrist again, Daddy pulled out... stretching my cunt lips and his fist exited my cunt. I whimpered loudly... the hunger took over and I pushed back... my cunt seeking Daddy’s fist. “Easy cuntboy,” Daddy laughed. His lubed up left hand slapped my cunt lips. He scooped up more lube and proceeded to slick up his right arm...now filling puppy’s cunt. Quickly, he returned to my cunt. As if we were now in sync, my alpha and I mett the forward movement of Daddy’s fists and impaled ourselves on Daddy’s arms. I hesitated as my cunt lips slid over Daddy’s wrist since I hadn’t taken any further but the hunger overcame me. Then I felt it... Daddy’s hand expanded and began to push against my cunt walls. I pushed further... feeling my cunt lips wrap around Daddy’s forearm. “Easy boy...breathe...” Daddy chuckled. “You’re still in training.” I wanted to continue... but he was right. I stopped about two inches past his wrist and took in the feeling. Daddy began fucking us... in and out... the rhythm increasing. Sweat pouring, Daddy yelled “FUCKING BEAUTIFUL!” admiring the sight of his sweat covered boys taking his fists... their heads up... backs arched... the slurping sounds of our chem lubed cunts filling the room. And then it happened... a throb emanated from deep in my cunt... arching my back, my cunt lips grasped Daddy’s arm. “GRRRRRRR!” I moaned as I felt my cock shooting a jet of cum... filling my jock pouch. I fucking had my first anal orgasm! As the orgasm subsided, I leant into puppy’s body... feeling him continue fucking himself on Daddy’s right arm. Suddenly, his body tensed. I knew what was coming... I moved my body harder against his... wanting to feel him come and he spasmed. “Good boys,” Daddy said... extending his hands inside our cunts and began massaging. “Go ahead and toss those jocks boys and get comfortable.” We shook our heads... tossing the jocks off the bed our sweat rained down on the sheet. “Follow me cuntboy,” puppy grinned and kissed me. I watched as puppy leaned to right side... lifting his left leg over Daddy’s arm and fell onto his back. He smiled at me... spreading his legs to show me Daddy’s arm was still inside him. I nodded and lifted my right leg. As it went over Daddy’s arm, he leaned forward and kissed my inner thigh. “Fuck...” I moaned... I turned over onto my back. I turned to puppy and he motioned for me to look up. I was amazed... there we were...my alpha and I with our Daddy’s arms inside us. It felt so natural...

I remember my dad used to shower with me when I was real young. He showed me what his dick looked like hard, brown, thick cut meaty and I remember watching him soap it up and down until he came. He never touched my dick but he definitely soaped up my body and made my little boy dick hard. I always thought maybe he knew I was going to be gay even then and was testing the waters while my memory was still kind of solidifying since those times are fuzzy in my mind, but I definitely know it happened and I wish he would have taught me more. I always imagines having a kid would be a great bonding experience myself

Part 2 I slowly lifted his shirt up his body, not fully undressing him. Before he knew what was happening, he was underneath me on the mattress, his jeans unbuttoned, with one of my hands still groping his nipples and the other hand sliding underneath his briefs, down his dick and balls and resting over his hole. I knew Chris was smooth, but through touch I confirmed he didn't have a single hair on his genitals or his hole. Didn't even have a single chest hair. I felt my dick stir. Fuck. It's like the boy knew exactly what I liked. Don't get me wrong - I've fucked my fair share of girls, but total smoothness on a boy is completely different. It's not exactly feminine, it's more of acceptance that he is a faggot and a boy, not a man. And unlike with girls, the only reason boys shave and wax is to hopefully please certain men. I could no longer resist. I roughly grabbed the belt of his skinny jeans and ripped them off of him. Fuck, I was going to go insane from lust. Chris' legs were perfectly smooth and highlighted his very toned calves. I could tell how deep his tan was by his deep speedo tanline. Chris must've caught me looking at him with the eyes of a predator. "You like that?" he asked. "Oh, baby...", I groaned. "Oh...baby...." I ran my hands over his body, just groping whatever I can get. He felt so good. His body was cold from being outside, but with my giant wall of muscle cradling him and my hands running all over him, I was going to warm him up fast. I pulled Chris' shirt off next, and decided to leave his jockstrap on. He was wearing a thin black one with white stripes, and it looked hot stretched out over his smooth bubble butt. "Oh...fuck, babe," I kept whispering to myself. I unwrapped him like a present. I took his dick out of his jockstrap, already completely limp from the Tina. Just how I like it. Guys like to play with a faggot's dick, even suck it, but I had already decided for Chris he wasn't going to be using it much. "Daddy! Don't!" Chris cried out as I squeezed his dick hard. I smirked. I wasn't going to keep torturing him, but I just wanted to hear him cry out. And it made me feel happy to hear the boy call me daddy. It didn't faze his affection for me though. Naked on my dirty mattress after i had just inflicted pain on him and enjoyed it, Chris turned to look at me with doe eyes. His pupils were dilated, and he looked a little cracked out already since it was his first time, but there was no mistaking the attachment and affection in his gaze. I had him in my lap (I was still fully clothed), one hand on his nipple and the other hand just softly grazing his hole. He wrapped his arms around my neck. "Daddy... you make me feel so good," Chris whispered. His delicate, angelic face pressed against my hard, muscled one. "Yeah baby? Daddy's gonna make you feel real good all the time," I uttered back in a deep, seedy whisper. My lips grazed his as my sentence trailed off. I started kissing him softly, then hungrily tongued him and slobbered over him, sloppy and aggressive. Then I'd get tender again. While kissing him, it occurred to me that he wasn't as tweaked as I wanted him to be yet. He was obviously high, wired and uncontrollably horny, but I prefer to have sex with sluts who are completely fucked up and barely even functional. When I broke the kiss, I held up the bong. "Want another hit, baby?" I asked. "Fuck yeah," Chris said excitedly. "Take another. Take a couple," I added with a grin. I pressed the mouthpiece of the bong to his lips and lit it up. The body of the bong was almost yellow with how thick the smoke was. He had to stop sucking halfway and exhale, blowing out a stream of the thickest white clouds I've seen in a while. But he wasn't done, and I pressed the bong to his lips again to make sure he emptied the smoke inside. He coughed and gagged, a little nauseous from the taste and the heaviness of the vapor. I gave him some time to recover - I didn't have anything to get the taste out, unfortunately, but that didn't mean he could stop hitting the bong. After he finished coughing, I immediately pressed the bong to his lips again and I didn't go easy on him, giving him just as intense of a hit the second time. I fucking torched the bowl. Almost immediately after, i dipped my finger into a tub of vaseline, then scraped a couple crystals, and slowly dug it into his fresh pink pussy. "Ahhh!" he moaned. He winced as the crystals slowly dissolved into his bloodstream, burning him from inside. I know it hurt, so i just let my fingers sit there for a bit and let him recover. Again, even though I was the one who caused him pain without warning or consent, he looked at me for comfort. Eyes desperate for a kiss to make the pain better. I quickly complied, making out with him sweetly as his hole finally adjusted. I slowly pulled my fingers out. He kissed me hungrily like he loved me. Maybe he did. Boys fall quickly like that. He didn't even know that he wasn't going to be leaving this dark room with its dirty mattress for the foreseeable future. His eyes were out of sync at this point, and he was muttering unintelligibly. A bit of drool was leaking from his lip and his body had small convulsions here and there every time he got a chill. "You feel good, baby?" I asked. "Yeahhh!" he practically yelled. "Fuck daddy, I wanna be a meth whore! All I want is more drugs and as much cock as I can get!" Parts of his speech went in and out, but I'm pretty sure that's what he said. His hand was over his hole, desperately trying to make it feel something. "Faggot," I growled, suddenly changing my tone. "You're finally where I want you. Two steps away from an overdose." This only turned Chris on. His blue eyes, which faded a little in color, glared at me in an attempt to focus on my face. "I want... I want to always be this fucked up when I'm with you," he said weakly. "Daddy... Daddy, can you fuck me? Please? I need it...I need it so bad." I put my mouth against Chris' ear and whispered, "Fucking faggot whore. Look at you begging for my dick inside your little cunt." "Please... please," he kept pleading. "Daddy, I need a dick inside my hole." In the ten minutes we've been laying together on this filthy mattress, I had become Daddy to Chris and he'd become Faggot to me. As far as I can remember, we never used our actual names with each other again. My lip curled as I got turned on by how our names solidified our new relationship. I grabbed him by his tiny waist and threw him on the other side of the mattress. "Spread your legs wide open, Faggot," I demanded. "Show me that pussy." Faggot wasted no time. He raised his legs and spread them as wide as he could. He even grabbed his asscheeks and pulled them apart with his hands, desperately trying to open his hole up more. Damn. It really was a pussy. It was smooth and bright pink. The hole was so tender and tight you would've thought it was untouched. Just looking at it made me want him to bear my children. I had to unbutton and unzip my jeans right away as my dick was getting so hard that it was hurting, trying to burst through my pants. It swooped right out, completely hard, pointing directly out from me. I'm proud of my dick. It's not a beer-can dick. It's not so thick. However, it's a full 10.5" of average girth, totally solid, uncut bone. It might have even been a little on the thin side. Now I don't know why, but even when I smoke Tina, my dick is always rock hard once I'm horny. It's like I had reverse erectile dysfunction, my dick always got the stiffest and hardest boners, ever since I was a boy. Occasionally, it could only get semi-hard if I do too much Tina, but a cock ring and a viagra quickly turn it into a rock pole. My manhood seemed to perfectly complement Faggot's cunt hole. It was so tight, the hardness and small girth would more easily enter. I wasn't going to risk damaging his hole just yet though. I need that thing to work for a long time. I squirted a ton of baby oil into the tub of vaseline and scooped a giant, gooey lather of the grease onto his hole, rubbing it in a little with my finger. I rubbed a light layer on my dick too. I tossed Faggot a fresh bottle of poppers, a silent order for him to prepare himself. Violently spun, he fumbled to unscrew the bottle and shakily snorted from both nostrils. Deep. Just as he was about to screw the cap back on, I stopped him. "Wait - 2 more deep hits," I ordered. The boy looked like he had been destroyed by the combined highs of the meth and the poppers. His blond hair was tousled, his blue eyes wonky, his white teeth chattery, and now he looked dizzy and unfocused. All he could produce were loud moans and "Oh...Fuck..." I took the bottle of poppers from him. I didn't trust him to put the cap on safely anyway. I took two deep hits too. Fuck. A wave of what can only be described as intense perversion swept over me, and as the poppers dotted my vision, I looked at Faggot through an even more degrading lens. He was so damn sexy with his tan smooth body and his legs spread open for me, it was even hotter that his clean cut appearance was trashed by how drugged up he was. As the rush of the poppers hit me and then swept behind me, all I could think about was fucking him however I wanted. I pressed my dick hard against his greased up pussy. It still met with a little resistance, but the poppers relaxed his hole significantly and opened it up a lot more. My dick was uncut, so the head didn't need to pop in first. It penetrated like a stick. "FUUUUUUCK YEAHHHH!" I roared like a beast. "OHHHH FUCK! FUCKKK IT'S IN!" Faggot yelled. My head spasmed with pleasure, and my eyes rolled back into my head. For a moment, I even thanked my parents for not circumcising me so that I could enjoy the full pleasure of the pussy I was in right now. The Faggot's breeding hole was warm, soft, and tightly wrapped around my dick. Most of all, he was wet too. His hole squirted like crazy from arousal. The drugs probably helped with that. My dick felt so much friction against his insides and was coated with so much of the oily lube and juice that my body shook from the sensations I felt. "Unh! Uhhhh!" he moaned like a bitch as I continued to push in deeper.. and deeper. Whenever he thought it couldn't get any deeper, I pressed his legs further back and shoved more in. His eyes widened as my dick hit a painful spot. Because it was so hard and didn't curve to the inside of his hole, it probably jammed deeper than his pussy could even take. "AHH! SO DEEP!" he screamed, wincing in pain. "YEAH?" I boomed. "YOU FEEL IT DEEP IN YOU?" "TOO DEEP! TOO DEEP!" he gasped. "Fuck you, Faggot. You'll get used to it," I said. And then I spit on him. It landed in a thick wad on the side of his perfect, shiny, tan cheek. He looked helpless, and if I could get any harder from that, I would've. My dick might've pulsed with arousal. A smooth twink with a smooth tight hole completely at my mercy, meaning no one was going to stop anything I did to violate or degrade him. I allowed Faggot to take two more deep hits of the poppers before moving my dick. Once the cap was screwed on, the gloves came off. I withdrew almost the entire length of my dick, which must've felt crazy for the boy, then plunged back in. And out and in again, and out and in again, so fast the Faggot could barely breathe and scream to keep up. My dick ripped through his pussy, stabbing in and out. Each stroke made me feel like his cunt was rubbing ecstasy straight into my dick. It definitely felt even better watching him yelp at the top of his lungs with each thrust. "UH! UH! UH! UH! AH! UHH!" "FUCK YOU, YOU STUPID SLUT! I'M GONNA FUCK THAT TWEAKED UP CUNT SO HARD BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU FUCKING DESERVE, FAGGOT! YOU FUCKING WHORE TRASH!" I barked. I didn't care if he was loud. When I got verbal, I yell obscenities at whoever I'm fucking. I sound like a drill sergeant. His screaming and moaning and my aggressive roaring mixed together to fill the silent room with the explosive sound of sex. The fact of the matter is the household upstairs can complain all they want to the landlord, but their noise complaints go unheard. The landlord buys crack from me (after all, that's how I got the basement), so he's on my side and would do anything to keep the police from coming. I found out a week later they left before their lease ended because they couldn't live with the extremely loud sex through the thin ceiling/floor occurring at all times of day and weird times of night. I pounded Faggot for 40 minutes straight. His sexy legs and delicate smooth little feet bounced and flailed around my arms and shoulders the whole time as I fucked him. If a while went by without any harsh words reminding him his only worth was giving me pleasure with his body and pussy, I'd spit on him and slap him. At one point, I pulled out completely. Then I charged in, ramming straight to the deepest point I could possibly reach, and while his little body folded to take the impact, I spit straight into the center of his face, splattering from his nose to his cheekbones, then slapped him hard with the full force of my titanic, muscular strength. His face was so red it burned through the tan. He cried out in surprise and pain, but took it like a good slave boy. To reward him, I grabbed him by the hair and slapped him across the face three more times before spitting on him one more time and giving him a quick kiss. Then I grabbed one of his ankles and punch-fucked him for a minute straight. He was gasping for air, not even being able to react to the abuse happening so quickly and one after another. But no matter what I did, when he looked me in the eyes, it was the same expression of love, only shadowed by a bit of pleading. He was high as a kite and he couldn't help it, because the dick felt so good in him and he was so horny and hungry for a man to use him, all he could see was his strong, sexy, manly daddy. At this point, he knew that his daddy was depraved and sadistic. But dick and drugs could turn a boy into a hopeless lover. Finally, I felt the electric sensation of wanting to cum, an burning sensitivity rushing through my penis as it thrusted. I grabbed both his ankles hard enough to snap them off and buried my cock to the hilt as I unloaded one of the biggest nuts in recent memory. My whole body convulsed as I roared and gasped, shuddering as my cock just pulsed inside him, shooting jet after jet of my seed into him. He moaned in ecstasy as he felt my dick harden and vibrate. Then, everything became silent besides for our grunting and panting. I slowly pulled my dick out. A splash of cum was dragged back with it and popped out of his hole. One thick drop trickled down his tailbone. For a moment, all I could do is just touch him and finger him gently to feel the cum inside his hole. It was still so smooth and tender. It's amazing how something that felt so soft inside could withstand the brutal beating my dick just gave it. Faggot looked completely used up and laid limp, his legs having fallen on the mattress after his marathon of having them being split apart. He was still a handsome, beautiful boy even like this. I laid down next to him and caressed his face and body, kissing him. "Daddy," he groaned weakly. "I... i want more..." I smiled just a little, feeling pride in how much of a cock whore I turned him into in just an hour. Out of impulse, I suddenly decided to revise my plan for enslaving him. I was just going to take him. I got up and zipped my jeans up. From one of the cabinets I retrieved a brown leather leash with a 5 foot chain. I pressed my body down on Faggot to restrain him and clipped the collar of the leash around his neck. I looped a small padlock around where I clipped it and locked it shut. Then, I tied the chain around one of the pipes protruding from the wall and put a padlock around the tied chain. I had the keys in the main room, where he wouldn't be able to reach. Tweaked and confused, Faggot yanked experimentally at the chain. Then, he realized he was trapped, but he didn't panic. He looked at me with puppy eyes with a pleading look, just waiting for me to explain. I got on the mattress with my enslaved boy and held his naked body in my giant arms. "Listen, Faggot," I said softly. "I'm going to turn you into my whore. You're going to live here now, and you're never going to leave this fucking room, got it? I recorded everything that just happened, you doing the drugs and getting fucked, and I'm going to anonymously send it to your parents, teachers, friends, whoever I can get ahold of. You're never going to see or talk to any of those people ever again. I'm going to smash your phone, throw out your house keys, and keep your wallet. From now on, this is your new reality." Even violently high, Faggot was realizing the gravity of the situation. "Daddy... Please! Don't show anyone the video. Please," he begged. "I'll be a good boy. I'll do whatever you want. Please..." Tears welled up in his eyes, realizing the shock that would hit everyone he ever knew. I ran my hand through his hair. "Bitch, you're going to do whatever I want anyways. That's not going to stop me. I'm going to send it to all of them through your phone and tell them you couldn't resist your inner whore anymore and ran off to become a pornstar. And you're going to become a pornstar, because these videos are going on any porn site I can publish them on, and I'm going to make whatever money I can from filming you. From now on, your purpose is taking my dick whenever I'm horny and making money using your body and cunt. All of my nut goes in you. All of my piss goes in you or on you. There are going to be men coming in and out to come fuck you. That's because I'm going to sell your pussy to them. When I make a sale, I'll tell you to get ready." Faggot looked at me with fear and arousal. His lip trembled, and his handsome face looked almost pitiful. He looked so helpless and boyish I almost felt sorry for him until I remembered that he's just a piece of property now. Even still, I knew a small part of him was excited to be with me and embrace an endless cycle of drugs, sex, and personal and physical maintenance. ------ The next day, I woke up with Faggot in my arms. Being in the basement with no windows, I couldn't even tell what time it was or how long we slept. Last night, he cried a little bit after reality kicked in, but I gave him some weed to smoke and slept on the mattress with him instead of my bed. The boy calmed down eventually and fell asleep, and I fell asleep holding him. I let him continue to sleep. One perk of being here is that he doesn't have to wake up to an alarm. When he eventually did wake up, I was ready to introduce him the finer details of his new life. I made him a small breakfast of eggs and packaged fruit and brought him a gallon jug of water for the day. As he ate, I spoke. "We're going to have to have rules to keep you in place. "Let's start with the most important one. You can't refuse any man I sell you to. Old, ugly, fat, short, sweaty, smelly, I don't give a fuck. They pay, they fuck. If they want to fuck raw, which will be encouraged because I'm not supplying condoms, you take it raw. Nod if you understand." Faggot nodded vigorously, determined. "Second. Sometimes I'm going to have to take you out. I might take you on a house call to a john or to a bathhouse. I definitely have to take you to the doctor and get tested constantly since you'll be taking so much raw dick and cum. You're going to get diseases, so I gotta catch them fast so that you can still fuck. You need to go to a dentist, go to the gym, and tan. When we go out, I lead you by your leash and you keep a blindfold on. You get one outfit to put on: the one you wore here today. You hop right into the back of my van and wait for me to let you out." "People are also going to ask questions. They're going to see you filthy and dressed like a street whore when you show up to the doctor's office. Let me do the talking. Under no circumstances are you to talk to anyone when we go out unless it's a man who's going to fuck you. I want my whore to interact only with men who use you for sex. That'll be all you know and all the companionship you get. If you try to ask anyone for help, remember you'll be out on the street homeless with severe withdrawal from any number of drugs I'm gonna put you on. That, and before I go to jail, I'm going to beat the shit out of you. And you won't have any money or ID, because, third, any money you earn goes to me. Whatever you need, I buy for you if I want to. Including drugs. "Fourth, you keep cum inside you as long as you can. I will flush your hole out regularly to keep it clean, but you are a cum dump slut and when I fuck you at the end of the night, you better be oozing. I don't care how nasty the guys are who breed you, you respect them by letting their sperm inseminate every fiber of your being. "Fifth, you will always be high. I'll be fucking you up with all kinds of stuff of my choosing. I even got stuff to make you sleep. When men come to fuck you, you will always be tweaked beforehand and given more during or in-between. If you're going to be my whore, I'm going to force you to be heavily addicted to drugs and sex. The johns will know that you are useless without drugs and sex and therefore should feel like they can treat you pretty much however they want because you're a desperate, fucked up piece of garbage who needs their dick to survive. I will make sure you're safe and not damaged in order to ensure you can continue doing your job. "Finally, your name is no longer Chris, and I don't want to ever hear that name again. From now on, your name is now Faggot. One of my buddies learned how to tattoo, so he'll be tattooing your name as a tramp stamp on your back. That way, johns will know that Faggot is your name." I finished as Faggot finished chewing his food. It took him a long time to put it down since he still had residual T in his system. He looked at me with those blue eyes, fresh and sparkly after a full night's sleep, but a little red from crying. Then, unexpectedly, he leaned into me and wrapped his smooth body around my torso and rested his ass in my lap. "Daddy?" "Yeah, Faggot?" "Does this mean I'm going to do meth everyday and get fucked by you constantly? Multiple times a day?" "Yeah. You're going to feel real good on T all the time, baby. And now that I have you, I'm never going to jerk off again. If I wanna get off, we have sex." The boy leaned his blond hair into my big chest. He felt so small and fragile in my arms, even though he was a fully toned and developed young man. "Then fuck it. I want to be your whore, and I don't need anything from my old life. As long as I have you, I don't need anything or anyone else. At home or at school, I'm always horny and wishing that men were gay and would fuck me. If the only human interaction I have is with men and through having sex, that's more than enough. I want to be a good whore for you, Daddy." I looked at Faggot and felt nothing but pride and love for the boy. I took his life from him and he's still going to be a good whore boy for me. That's exactly the kind of unconditional worship I expect from him. I wanted to tell him I love him, but what I really loved was the piece of flesh that he was. I held him in my arms and kissed him softly for a while, and then without a word, I stood up and left him chained there. I opened up grindr, Scruff, bbrt, A4A, and craigslist. It was time to make him some profiles. Part 3 coming soon

I had this once. I was face down ass up on the edge of the bed and the top was fucking me. Then told me to stay in that position and he would be right back. Heard him leave the room and a minute or so heard him return, slide in and continued fucking. Or so I thought. It wasn't until they started talking to each other that I realised it was someone else.